I've been sitting back quietly
Watching as my spirit fades
As all of my attempts to do rightly
Get treated like some kind of terrorist raids
Maybe I ask
Too much from you
Well I ain't getting too much in return
I'm doing my best to love you baby
But the wheels are beginning to turn
When you're cut down to the bone
You bleed but it heals
You hurt
Still you must carry on
'Cause the wheels are turning
The feeling's burning
The thrill's returning
My soul is yearning
My heart is churning
The wheels are turning again
Maybe I'm acting irrational
Hope I don't hurt your heart
This whole problem is only geographical
I just need some kind of new start
And if I can't
Get inspired 'round here
I'm going out to the world and learn
There's action in my soul tonight
I feel the wheels are beginning to turn
So I say...
When you're cut down to the bone
You bleed but it heals
You hurt
Still you must carry on
'Cause the wheels are turning
The feeling's burning
The thrill's returning
My soul is yearning
My heart is churning
The wheels are turning again
I remember the last time
I got on one of these rolls
I learned all about the tolls
That it takes
I get something in my mind
It begins to unfold
I get out in the cold
I can't do what I'm told
I get out of control
I can't hold on to the brakes
Ooh
When you're cut down to the bone
You bleed but it heals
You hurt
And still you must carry on
'Cause the wheels are turning
The feeling's burning
The thrill's returning
My soul is yearning
Ooh, my heart is churning
The wheels are turning again
Ooh, yes, they are
I can feel it
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, the wheels
Ooh, yeah
Turning, turning around
Turning the wheels
The, the, the, the, the
The, the, the, the, the
The wheels
Oh, yeah
Oh, yeah
Oh, yeah
Ooh
Yeah