Lyrics Hands on the Wheel - Puddles Pity Party

At a time when the world seems to be spinnin′
Hopelessly out of control
There's deceivers, and believers, and old in-betweeners
That seem to have no place to go
Well, it′s the same old song, it's right and it's wrong
And living is just something that I do

And with no place to hide, I looked in your eyes
And I found myself in you

I looked to the stars, tried all of the bars
And I′ve nearly gone up in smoke
Now my hand′s on the wheel, I've something that′s real
And I feel like I'm going home

And in the shade of an oak down by the river
Sat an old man and a boy
Setting sail, spinning tales and fishing for whales
With a lady they both enjoy
Well, it′s the same damn tune, it's the man in the moon
It′s the way that I feel about you

And with no place to hide, I looked in your eyes
And I found myself in you

I looked to the stars, tried all of the bars
And I've nearly gone up in smoke
Now my hand's on the wheel, I′ve something that′s real
And I feel like I'm going home