This Wheel's On Fire

(альбом: Through The Looking Glass - 1987)

If your memory serves you well
We were going to meet again and wait,
So I'm going to unpack all my things
And sit before it gets too late.
No man alive will come to you
With another tale to tell,
But you know that we shall meet again
If your memory serves you well

This wheel's on fire,
Rolling down the road,
Best notify my next of kin
This wheel shall explode!

If your memory serves you well
I was going to confiscate your lace,
And wrap it up in a sailor's knot
And hide it in your case
If I knew for sure that it was yours
But it was oh so hard to tell.
But you knew that we would meet again
If your memory serves you well.

This wheel's on fire,
Rolling down the road,
Best notify my next of kin
This wheel shall explode!

If your memory serves you well
You'll remember you're the one
That called on me to call on them
To get you your favors done
And after every plan had failed
And there was nothing more to tell,
You knew that we would meet again
If your memory served you well.

This wheel's on fire,
Rolling down the road,
Best notify my next of kin,
This wheel shall explode!