CAKE Wheels

In a wooden boat,
in the shipping lanes,
with the freighters towering over me

I can hear the jets,
flying overhead,
making lines across the darkening sky

And when the sun is going down,
I can take a taxi into town,

And the waiter at the restaurant sets a table just for one

Wheels keep on spinning round, spinning round, spinning round
Wheels keep on spinning round, spinning round and round

So I hired a plane,
to take me to,
a place so far away from you

Eventually,
we began to see,
that we could be completely free

And I could get away from you,
and you could get away from me

And we could live each separately in our cities in the sun

Wheels keep on spinning round, spinning round, spinning round
Wheels keep on spinning round, spinning round and round

In a seedy karaoke bar by the banks of the mighty Bosphorus,

Is a Japanese man in a business suit singing Smoke Gets In Your Eyes,

And the muscular cyborg German dudes dance with sexy French Canadians,

While the overweight Americans wear their patriotic jumpsuits,

Wheels keep on spinning round, spinning round, spinning round
Wheels keep on spinning round, spinning round and round

Spinning round
Wheels keep on spinning round, spinning round, spinning round

I don't know,
While you say you are not in love with me