At a time when the world seems to be spinnin` hopelessly out of control,
There`s deceivers an` believers an` old in-betweeners,
That seem to have no place to go.
Well, it`s the same old song, it`s right an` it`s wrong,
An` livin` is just somethin` that I do.
An` with no place to hide, I looked in your eyes,
An` I found myself in you.
I looked to the stars, tried all of the bars.
An` I`ve nearly gone up in smoke.
Now my hand`s on the wheel, I`ve something that`s real,
An` I feel like I`m goin` home.
An` in the shade of an oak down by the river,
Sit an old man an` a boy,
Settin` sail, spinnin` tales an` fishin` 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.
An` with no place to hide, I looked in your eyes,
An` I found myself in you.
An` I looked to the stars, tried all of the bars.
An` I`ve nearly gone up in smoke.
Now my hand`s on the wheel, I`ve something that`s real,
An` I feel like I`m goin` home.