Spinning Wheel

Funny thing about growing older is I start looking back
Over my shoulder and I start thinking that
Someone else I could have been if I’d done it differently
There I go lost again in some kind of fantasy
Without your love I couldn’t keep it real
Without your love I’d be a spinning wheel
Funny thing about dreams is that when they don’t come true
When the real world don’t do just like I want it to And the voices in my head start talking and they just won’t quit
It’s like I’m trying to put the pieces of a puzzle back together and they just
won’t fit
Now if there ever was a time
When I needed to find a little peace of mind
And I don’t know how
It’s now