Besedila: The Mavericks. San Jose.

Star lit skies, Texas eyes
Looking down on me tonight
Across the street, strangers meet
Hoping to catch a rising star

You and I will stay up and wake up and then
One more day, come what may at the San Jose

Spend the night, become the night
You never run out of things to do
Moonlight swims, midnight sins
And rooms for a secret rendezvous

You and I, will stay up and wake up and then
One more day, come what may at the San Jose

One more day, come what may
Steal away at the San Jose