Honking horns
Spinning wheels
Let me go to sleep when it gets dark
I wanna feel how the dream time feels
Yeah maybe I am checking out
I've got this wide open heart
And there's just too many signs and symbols
Speeding down Santa Monica Boulevard

Traffic is moving
Although I try and stand so still
My heart is like a wheel

But there are friends to see
Lives inside the books I read
I don't need no doctor
To tell me what the hell has happened to me
Cuz this is the moment to be ceased
We're all just waiting to be new
And I don't need no piece of paper
To reach out my hands
And get my hold on you

I really wanna get a hold on you
I really wanna get a hold on you
I really wanna get a hold on you
I really wanna get a hold on, hold on, hold on you
Oh well now
Traffic keeps moving
Try as I might you know I can't stand still
My heart is like a wheel