Testo Burns Like A Wheel - Neal Morse
Testo della canzone Burns Like A Wheel (Neal Morse), tratta dall'album The Dreamer - Joseph, Pt. 1
Then he told another dream
We were out in fields of wheat and rye
Under a golden sky
Yeah-yeah, hey
We gathered sheaves down by the mill
Ours were great, but yours were greater still
Brother, it's your dream against my will
Yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah
You got smaller and I grew great
And you couldn't defend how you feel
I got taller while you stayed the same
And your jealousy burns like a wheel
I understand how you feel
But for me, it's a pretty good deal
Brother, you better stop this dream
What are you, just barely 17
And you'll become our king?
Yes, you get smaller and I grow great
And you cannot defend how you feel
While I get taller, you stay the same
And your jealousy burns like a wheel
Yeah, you get smaller and I grow great
And you cannot defend how you feel
While I get taller, you stay the same
And your jealousy burns like a wheel
I understand how you feel
But for me, it's a very good deal
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Writer(s): Neal Morse
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