Hands On Top of the Wheel - 8 Ball Aitken

There may be people on your journey, who don’t believe in you,

Even some who try and stop everything you do.

You don’t have to pay them attention, you don’t have to wish them ill-will,

With your heart in heaven and your hands on top of the wheel.

And you’re praying for rain, praying for rain,

God only knows you don’t have to feel the heat again.

There may be friends that you trust, who you think you can count upon,

Even family who leave you hanging from right and wrong.

You don’t have to hold on tight, after you’ve done your piece of the deal,

With your heart in heaven and your hands on top of the wheel.

And you’re praying for rain, praying for rain,

God only knows you don’t have to feel the heat again.

So you’re driving on alone, feeling the way you feel,

With your heart in heaven and your hands on top of the wheel.

Staring in the eyes of you lover, knowing that you understand,

Even sometimes it doesn’t work out in the end.

And you’re praying for rain, praying for rain,

With your heart in heaven and your hands on top of the wheel,

With your heart in heaven and your hands on top of the wheel,

With your heart in heaven and your hands on top of the wheel.