Another day Coasting by Looking up At a cloudy sky Find myself In a different way From that guy of yesterday And it's all in the hands of luck The wheel of a ten ton truck (ooh) And it's all in the hands of luck The wheel of a ten ton truck While my friends Deep in conversation Keep switching off Changing stations Till the sun comes down Over Berlin fields The grass is greener now Than it ever was Now summer's out and everyone is drinking to impress To excess, to excess Throwing out a glance For a cosmic yes Would never have guessed And it's all in the hands of luck The wheel of a ten ton truck And it's all in the hands of luck The wheel of a ten ton truck Would never have guessed Would never have guessed