Take This Wheel
Peggy Eyres
The rain clouds my windshield and the road winds on and on
I wonder if I'll see my bed before I see the dawn
I follow the taillights of a van from way out west
And I feel like a bird that has fallen from its nest.
Dear Lord, take this wheel 'cause I can't make it alone
Once more let me feel the comfort of home
Dear Lord, take this wheel, take these poor tired bones
Shine a light, 'cause I know I can't make it on my own.
You know I get restless and I long for the stage
This little town I bump around starts feeling like a cage
But when the show is over and there's no one left to hear
Then I wish these miles between us could just somehow disappear.
Sometimes the voice is quiet that calls me down the road
Other times it weighs upon me like a heavy load
And I know someone is waiting for the message that I bring
And I know the miles are worth it when I sing.