Water Wheel
Water Wheel

My oldest friend has never settled down,
he’s on a path of self-discovery that never ends.
In songs, he lists the names of every town
he’s woken up in to find his favorite breakfast.

But I am a water wheel,
turned by forces old and powerful,
built for useful work in this one place.
I am a water wheel, not a rolling stone.

The one I loved, now gone for many years,
longed for what lay around each corner we would turn.
But what she wanted was never there
and I never found a way to make her stay.

But I am a water wheel,
turned by forces old and powerful,
built for useful work in this one place.
I am a water wheel, not a rolling stone.

Instrumental

My daughter says that I still have time,
I could chart a different course, however strange.
Why don’t I do the things I never did
now that there’s nothing that ties me here?

But I am a water wheel,
Turned by forces old and powerful,
Built for useful work in this one place.
I am a water wheel, not a rolling stone.

I am a water wheel,
Turned by forces old and powerful,
Built for useful work in this one place,
I am a water wheel, not a rolling stone.