Wheels

Everybody's talking Whitney, where's Wheels? You think you know how it feels to fade Like a flag on a highway, like a flag No one knew when he was gone Never talked to anyone Just left an empty flask, and no one asked Sister called the motel to see what he said last Five years gone by, no time passed We raised him up, we let him fall Never really cared at all What was behind his eyes - greyer skies Early evenings in the spring And the smell the lilies bring Wheels in the driveway And away All I really wanted was you All I really wanted was you All I really wanted was you All I really wanted was you All I really wanted was you All I really wanted was you All I really wanted was you All I really wanted was you