in another car where the

Wheels keep on turning & turning & turning

& nothing's disturbing the way they go 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 & death going round & round & round

The Wheel keeps on turning & turning & turning

& 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 & forth & back & forth around again