Sleeping At The Wheel

Matchbox Twenty · North [2012]

I, I could be anything,

but for the faults that I've acquired on my way;



We, we were the end of it,

but now we see the sun shining in our face

we see the sun shining in our face



So come on, come on, we can be saved

the lives we live, the wars we wage

when everyone just tells how to feel ,

we're sleeping at the wheel



and I, I would give anything

but for the grace of God

I'm here and still aware



We know the end is overrated

we've become the walls we raise

we don't believe enough that we still care

standing on the edge without a prayer



So come on, come on it's all we got

our hands are full, our lives are not

a loose affiliation with the real -

we're sleeping at the wheel



all of the time we've lost

all of the love we gave

and now these hands are tied

I can't help thinking

that I was in a daze

I was losing my place

I was screaming out at everything

waiting for the walls to come down

before my moment starts to fade

but everything thats perfect falls away



So come on, come on we can be saved

the lives we live, the wars we wage

when everyone just tells how to feel