Freedy Johnston - Wheels lyrics

There really is a town called Hopeless On a faded map circled in blue Boy thrown bottle of highway bridge Lost men driving in circles I got wheels I followed that big sign out of here Left with a box I still cannot find A boy holding out his empty hand Young man kicking himself down an unconscious street There really is a town called Hopeless On a faded map circled in blue Young man spinning off an icy bridge Boy drawing himself in the driver's seat I got wheels