Wheels

Snow sidewinding on the highway
God, let my wheels stay on the ground
Every time I call you, it's from the road
Can you hear my voice over the noise?

Can you hear?
Can you hear?
Can you hear?
Can you hear?

Something in front of me
Something behind
Hope to pull you close
In this lifetime
You said you wanted
Something I don't
I am always coming
Just as you go

As you go
As you go
As you go
As you go

Not trying to be a drama queen
But I'll turn this van around
Roll straight to New York City
I'll roll straight to New York City

One, two, three