Hands On The Wheel

Billy Callery
 At a time when my world, seemed to be swinging,
 Reeling out of control
 There were some believers,
 Deceivers, a few in-betweeners
 Who seemed to have no place that they could go
 It's the same old song,
 It's right when you're wrong
 Living's just something to do,
 With no place to hide,
 I looked into your eyes,
 And I find myself in you
 I've looked to the stars,
 Busted up some bars
 My life nearly went up in smoke
 With my hands on the wheel,
 Of something so real
 Yeah I feel like I'm heading home
 Now in the shape of an oak, down by the river,
 You see an old man and a boy
 They're setting sails, spinning tales,
 Probably fishing for whales
 With a lady that they both enjoy
 It's the same old tune,
 It's the man in the moon
 It's the way that I feel
 Since I found you,
 With no place to hide,
 I looked into your eyes,
 And I find myself in you
 I've looked to the stars, busted up some bars
 I saw my life as a joke
 With my hands on the wheel, of something so real
 Yeah I feel like I'm heading home
 And I feel like I'm heading home