Hands On The Wheel

At a time when the world seems to be spinning

Hopelessly out of control

There’s deceivers and believers and old in-betweeners

That seem to have no place to go

It’s the same old song it’s right and it’s wrong

And living is just something I do

With no place to hide I looked in your eyes

And I found myself in you

I looked to the stars tried all of the bars

And I’ve nearly gone up in smoke

Now my hands on the wheel of something that’s real

And I feel like I’m going home

Neath the shade of an oak down by the river

Sat an old man and a boy

Setting sails spinning tails and fishing for whales

With a lady they both enjoy

It’s the same damn tune it’s the man in the moon

It’s the way I feel about you

With no place to hide I looked in your eyes

And I found myself in you

I looked to the stars tried all of the bars

And I’ve nearly gone up in smoke

Now my hands on the wheel of something that’s real

And I feel like I’m going home

Neath the shade of an oak down by the river

Sat an old man and a boy