In his denim bag
His water-based paint
One laugh and two sobs
Under the red neon
The Texaco star
A wish under the skin
Go far away
Move a little wind
Go big
Knot the thread of time
Seen from your room
There is no immense sky
Without seeing the ghost of a car
In the scents of gasoline
Since his funny childhood
The Texaco star
Going far away
Moving a little wind
Going big
Knotting the thread of time
Change the gray better
Imagine happy
Two in a photo
And when hope wavers
Close your eyes, see again
The Texaco star
Going far away
Outsmarting your little guy
Going away in a big way
Closing the thread of time
{*Whistling*}