Vārdi: Rush. Caravan.

In a world lit only by fire
Long train of flares under piercing stars
I stand watching the steamliners roll by

The caravan thunders onward
To the distant dream of the city
The caravan carries me onward
On my way at last
On my way at last

I CAN'T STOP THINKING BIG
I CAN'T STOP THINKING BIG
I CAN'T STOP THINKING BIG

On a road lit only by fire
Going where I want, instead of where I should
I peer out at the passing shadows
Carried through the night into the city
Where a young man has a chance of making good
A chance to break from the past.

The caravan thunders onward
Stars winking through the canvas hood
The caravan thunders onward
On my way at last
On my way at last

I CAN'T STOP THINKING BIG
I CAN'T STOP THINKING BIG
I CAN'T STOP THINKING BIG

In a world where I feel so small
I can't stop thinking big.