Wheels

Everybody's talking Whitney, where's Wheels?

You think you know how it feels to fade

Like a flag on a highway, like a flag

No one knew when he was gone

Never talked to anyone

Just left an empty flask, and no one asked

Sister called the motel to see what he said last

Five years gone by, no time passed

We raised him up, we let him fall

Never really cared at all

What was behind his eyes - greyer skies

Early evenings in the spring

And the smell the lilies bring

Wheels in the driveway

And away

All I really wanted was you

All I really wanted was you

All I really wanted was you

All I really wanted was you

All I really wanted was you

All I really wanted was you

All I really wanted was you

All I really wanted was you