At a time when the world seems to be spinning helplessly out of controlThere's deceivers and believers, although they're in-between usIt seems they have no place to goWell, it's the same old songIt's right and it's wrongAnd listening is just something I doAnd with no place to hideI looked in your eyes and I found myself in youWell, I looked to the starsTried all of the bars, and I've nearly gone up in smokeNow my hand's on the wheel of something that's realAnd I feel like I'm going homeIn the shade of an oak, down by the riverSat an old man and a boySetting sails, spinning tales, and fishing for whalesWith a lady that they both enjoyWell, it's the same damn tuneIt's the man in the moonIt's the way that I feel about youBe with no place to hideI looked in your eyes and I found myself in youAnd I looked to the starsTried all of the bars, and I've nearly gone up in smokeNow my hand's on the wheel of something that's realAnd I feel like I'm going homeAnd I looked to the starsTried all of the bars, and I've nearly gone up in smokeNow my hand's on the wheel of something that's realAnd I feel like I'm going homeThank you allGoodnightLove you, Willie
