Way on past the boulevards
Out here underneath the stars
Ive been flying past the houses, farms and fields
Leaving all I know back there
Rushing through the cold night air
And Im holding on to nothin but the wheel
Staying clear of the interstate
Im seeking out those old two lanes
Trying to explain the way I feel
Till all at once its half past three
And its down...to just the trucks and me
And Im holding on to nothin but the wheel
Ive been trying to drive you off my mind
Maybe that way baby I can leave it all behind
And forty-one goes on and on
And the lights go winding in the dawn
The skys the color now of polished steel
And the only thing I know for sure
Is if you dont want me anymore
Then Im holding on to nothin but the wheel
And the only thing I know for sure
Is if you dont want me anymore
Then Im holding on to nothin but the wheel
Im holding on to nothin but the wheel