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