Nothin' But the Wheel

(John Scott Sherrill)



Way on past the boulevard

Out here underneath the stars

I've been flyin' past the houses, farms and fields

Leavin' all I know back there

Rushin' through the cold night air

And holdin' onto nothin' but the wheel.



Stayin' clear of the interstate

I'm seekin' out those old two lanes

Tryin' 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 holdin' onto nothin' but the wheel.



I've been tryin' 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 windin' in the dawn

And the sky's the color now of polished steel

And the only thing I know for sure

Is that if you don't want me anymore

Then I'm holdin' onto nothin' but the wheel.



--- Instrumental ---



And the only thing I know for sure

Is that if you don't want me anymore,

Then I'm holdin' onto nothin' but the wheel.



I'm holding onto nothing but the wheel...