Wheels
Think I'm lost again,
Don't know where I am,
Don't know what world I'm in,
And I don't know where I've been,
I don't know what time it is,
Or what to make of this.
It seems like such a mess.
And full of ugliness.
Still I have to smile,
Still I have to smile.
And so I drive asleep at the wheel
and run from all that seems too real.
I carry myself to a far away land,
And dream of all that could have been.
Still I have to smile.
Wheels keep turning,
And I've kept learning.
Behind this fortress,
This all hurts me less.
So I have to smile.
So I have to smile.
And so I drive asleep at the wheel
and run from all that seems too real.
I carry myself to a far away land,
And dream of all that could have been.
I've got nothing but time and an open road.
I can steer between the lines with my eyes closed.
I can read all the signs like an open book.
I know where this is going and I'd rather not look.
And so I drive asleep at the wheel
and run from all that seems too real.
I carry myself to a far away land,
And dream of that all that could have been.
And dream on...
And dream on...
Dream on...
And dream on...
Don't know where I am,
Don't know what world I'm in,
And I don't know where I've been,
I don't know what time it is,
Or what to make of this.
It seems like such a mess.
And full of ugliness.
Still I have to smile,
Still I have to smile.
And so I drive asleep at the wheel
and run from all that seems too real.
I carry myself to a far away land,
And dream of all that could have been.
Still I have to smile.
Wheels keep turning,
And I've kept learning.
Behind this fortress,
This all hurts me less.
So I have to smile.
So I have to smile.
And so I drive asleep at the wheel
and run from all that seems too real.
I carry myself to a far away land,
And dream of all that could have been.
I've got nothing but time and an open road.
I can steer between the lines with my eyes closed.
I can read all the signs like an open book.
I know where this is going and I'd rather not look.
And so I drive asleep at the wheel
and run from all that seems too real.
I carry myself to a far away land,
And dream of that all that could have been.
And dream on...
And dream on...
Dream on...
And dream on...
Credits
Writer(s): Richard Stephens, Jimmy Torres
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