The Wheel

Remember that letter that you sent
 Before the full moon drove you mad
 Painted lovers and the world in your hands
 And all that money you never had
 Caught up in the turning of the wheel
 And it's coming round again
 When it stops, I hope it isn't really
 The end
 I've been going through
 Memories of you
 Looking just like mother nature's child
 In the back of a pickup truck
 Staring up at the blue
 Blazing down the back-roads blooming wilds
 Caught up in the turning of the wheel
 And it's coming round again
 When it stops, I hope it isn't really
 The end
 Oo, oo, oo, I've been thinking
 About a time when you and I were free
 And wide-eyed
 Oo, oo, oo, we were just kids then
 And we spent our time (and we spent our time)
 Just driving, knowing what we want (and knowing what we want)
 And needing nothing
 Caught up in (caught up in the) the turning of the wheel
 And it's coming round again (and it comes around again)
 When it stops,(when it stops) I hope it isn't really
 The end
 Caught up in (caught up in the) the turning of the wheel
 And it's coming round again (and it comes around again)
 When it stops,(when it stops) I hope it isn't really
 The end