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