Rusted Wheel

So you can't hold a star in your hand though At least you can hold on to another plan Rusted wheel planted still I can tell it's summer from the Size of the bugs that fly through my window Flying through my window Rusted wheel planted still Rusted wheel can't move on I can tell it's winter from the Size of the lump in my throat Got a lump in my throat Rusted wheel planted still Rusted wheel can't move on And it feels just like the ground But trapped in another way Just still in the ground And it feels just like the ground And trapped in another way Just still in the ground So you can't hold a star in your hand though At least you can move on to that better plan Rusted wheel planted still Rusted wheel can't move on...