The Wheel

Where is my mind at now I don’t really know

I feel I’m out of touch and out of all control

Where is my mind at now who could ever say

 I flicker and I flutter more than once or twice a day

I know I’m stressing

But I have a lot to say

And my thoughts have run away

Keep both hands on the wheel

Keep both hands on the wheel

Keep both hands on the wheel

Where is my mind at now I’ll have to wait and see

I’m boiling like a samovar in an old distillery

Where is my mind when I’m restless and unsure

I’m nervous

And I’m anxious

And I’m reaching for the door

Keep both hands on the wheel

Keep both hands on the wheel

Keep both hands on the wheel

I don't wanna

I don't wanna

I don't wanna die

I don't wanna

I don't wanna

I don't wanna die alone at the wheel