Nothin’ But The Wheel

Way on past the boulevards out here underneath the stars

I've been flying past the houses farms and fields

Leaving all

I know back there rushing through the cold night air

And holding on to nothin' but the wheel

Staying clear of the interstate

I'm seeking out those old two lanes

Trying to explain the way

I feel Till all at once it's half past three and it's down to just the trucks and me

And I'm holding on to nothin' but the wheel

I've been trying to drive you off my mind

Maybe that way baby

I can leave it all behind

And 41 goes on and on and the lights go winding in the dawn

And the sky's the color now of polished steel

And the only thing

I know for sure is if you don't want me anymore

Then I'm holding on to nothin' but the wheel [ fiddle - steel ]

And the only thing

I know for sure...

I'm holding on to nothin' but the wheel