The Wheel

Remember that letter that you sent

Before the full moon drove you mad

Painted lovers and the world in your hands

And all that money you never had

Caught up in the turning of the wheel

And it’s coming round again

When it stops, I hope it isn’t really the end

I’ve been going through memories of you

Lookin' just like Mother Nature’s child

In the back of a pickup truck staring up at the blue

Blazing down the backroads blooming wild

Caught up in the turning of the wheel

And it’s coming round again

When it stops, I hope it isn’t really the end

Ooh, I been thinking about a time when

You and I were free and wide-eyed

Ooh, we were just kids then

And we spent our time just driving

Doin' what we want and needing nothing

Caught up in the turning of the wheel

And it’s coming round again (And it comes around again)

When it stops, I hope it isn’t really the end

Caught up in the turning of the wheel

And it’s coming round again (And it comes around again)

When it stops, I hope it isn’t really the end