Wheels go round & round
I am lost & found
Turning turning, sun keeps burning down
On my back, on the track
Pedaling my bicycle, pebbles in the basket jump up & down
Flowers in the basket reach towards the sky, hang towards the ground
Wheels go go go
Taking me somewhere, I don't know
Anywhere there is love
Wheels turn, love yearns
For someplace else, something more
Does Spring hold something in store, for me?
I guess I'll keep pedaling & see
I want to drive, to dive, to truly thrive
I don't want to just survive
Turning, turning, into what?
I hope to be someone good
In the end I find my wants are simple
When I throw my coin into the wishing well, the water dimples
Just to be in this world amazes me
Just to love & be loved is all I need, all I plead
Turning, turning, turning...
