The Wheel

(альбом: Shooting Rubberbands At The Stars - 1988)

Somewhere there's somebody who looks just like you do
Acts just like you, too, feels the same way
Somewhere there's a person in a faraway place
With a different name and a face that looks like you

Do you think about who it might be?
Do you wonder where you are?
In a distant foreign country
Riding around in another car

Where the wheels keep on turning and turning and turning and
Nothing's disturbing the way they go around
The wheel keeps on turning and turning and turning and
Nothing's disturbing the way it goes around

All your thoughts are in another head
Your dreams are sleeping in a different bed
The force that moves you is a circular breath
Of life and death going round and round and round

The wheel keeps on turning and turning and turning and
Nothing's disturbing the way it goes around
The wheel keeps on turning and turning and turning and
Nothing's disturbing the way it goes around

Maybe you ride a different wave
Maybe you catch another ray of the sun
That I've just begun to feel
Back and forth and back and forth and back and forth and around again
Again
And again and again

The wheel keeps on turning and turning and turning and
Nothing's disturbing the way it goes around
The wheel keeps on turning and turning and turning and
Nothing's disturbing the way it goes around
The wheel keeps on turning and turning and turning and
Nothing's disturbing the way it goes around
The wheel keeps on turning and turning and turning and
Nothing's disturbing the way it goes around

Back and forth and back and forth and back and forth and around again