| There may be people on your journey, who don’t believe in you,
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| Even some who try and stop everything you do.
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| You don’t have to pay them attention, you don’t have to wish them ill-will,
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| With your heart in heaven and your hands on top of the wheel.
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| And you’re praying for rain, praying for rain,
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| God only knows you don’t have to feel the heat again.
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| There may be friends that you trust, who you think you can count upon,
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| Even family who leave you hanging from right and wrong.
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| You don’t have to hold on tight, after you’ve done your piece of the deal,
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| With your heart in heaven and your hands on top of the wheel.
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| And you’re praying for rain, praying for rain,
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| God only knows you don’t have to feel the heat again.
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| So you’re driving on alone, feeling the way you feel,
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| With your heart in heaven and your hands on top of the wheel.
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| Staring in the eyes of you lover, knowing that you understand,
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| Even sometimes it doesn’t work out in the end.
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| And you’re praying for rain, praying for rain,
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| With your heart in heaven and your hands on top of the wheel,
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| With your heart in heaven and your hands on top of the wheel,
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| With your heart in heaven and your hands on top of the wheel. |