Wheel

People have the right to fly
And will when it gets compromised
Their hearts say "Move along"
Their minds say "Gotcha heart"
Let's move it along
And airports, see it all the time
Where someone's last goodbye
Blends in with someone's sigh
Cause someone's coming home
In hand, a single rose

You can't build a house of leaves
And live like it's an evergreen
It's just a season thing
It's just this thing that seasons do
That's the way this wheel keeps working now
You won't be the first to love
And I won't be the last to love

You can find me, if you ever want to give
I'll be around the bend
And if you never stop when you wave goodbye
You just might find if you give it time
You will wave hello again
You just might wave hello again

I believe that my life's gonna see
The love I give return to me....