Nothin' But the Wheel

Way on past the boulevards out here underneath the stars
 I've been flying past the houses farms and fields
 Leaving all I know back there rushing through the cold night air
 And holding on to nothin' but the wheel
 Staying clear of the interstate I'm seeking out those old two lanes
 Trying to explain the way I feel
 Till all at once it's half past three and it's down to just the trucks and me
 And I'm holding on to nothin' but the wheel
 I've been trying to drive you off my mind
 Maybe that way baby I can leave it all behind
 And 41 goes on and on and the lights go winding in the dawn
 And the sky's the color now of polished steel
 And the only thing I know for sure is if you don't want me anymore
 Then I'm holding on to nothin' but the wheel
 [ fiddle - steel ]
 And the only thing I know for sure...
 I'm holding on to nothin' but the wheel