I'll admit it I came here looking for a miracle I heard the engine breaking down And I felt the brakes go Maybe that's what happens At a certain point in time The contrast starts to ease back 'Til the lyric doesn't rhyme My mind plays tricks on me I see it now I could've sworn I had felt all I would feel But I'm not holding for a hiding place Just a slow correction of the wheel And all I see now Is a stranger in your place Who caught you with your guard down And couldn't hesitate But maybe that's what happens Every now and then The colors get so washed out That the story doesn't end So life played a trick on you I see it now Trying every chance to tell you how to feel but Maybe all it takes to find your way Is a slow correction of the wheel Still there's a feeling that I get That I just can't figure out, when I Open up my mouth, why I can't ever make a sound, and I'm Headed for the shoulder with the tires spinning out And the music's making more sense Than the words I've written down But still on the darkest days I see it now That there's just no telling what ain't real But maybe all that matters anyway Is a slow correction of the wheel Maybe all that matters anyway Is a slow correction of the wheel