Wheels keep on turning & turning & turning
  & nothing's disturbing the way they go around

All your thoughts are in another head
your dreams are sleeping in a different bed
the force that moves you is a circular breath
of life & death going round & round & round
  The Wheel keeps on turning & turning & turning
  & nothing's disturbing the way it goes around

Maybe you ride a different wave
Maybe you catch another ray of the sun
that I've just begun to feel
  back & forth & back & forth around again