The Wheel (studded snow version)

Remember that letter that you sent
Before the full moon drove you mad
Painted lovers and the world in your hands
And all that money didn't have

I've been going through memories of you
Looking just like mother nature's child
In the back of a pickup truck staring up at the blue
Blazing down the back roads blooming wild

Caught up in the turning of the wheel
And it's coming 'round again
When it stops I hope it isn't really the end

I swear I'll keep your love in a special place
Just like dust hanging in a sunbeam
Locked up nice and tight in a deep embrace
With all my other abandoned dreams

Caught up in the turning of the wheel
And it's coming 'round again
When it stops I hope it isn't really the end
Caught up in the turning of the wheel
And it's coming 'round again
When it stops I hope it isn't really the end
Caught up in the turning of the wheel
And it's coming 'round again
When it stops I hope it isn't really the end