[Verse 1] You wake to the alarm and race through the day, with no time to pause or find your own way. Caught in the hustle, you run down the track, never stopping to breathe, fearing you'll crack. [Chorus] But it's still your hand upon the wheel, still your foot upon the gas how does control feel If the road gets rough or the corners tight. it's your hand on the wheel, apply some brake, go home tonight. [Verse 2] my world spun quickly, and I try to keep pace, missing the moments, lost in the race. What once was cherished now passed me by, I was chasing the future beneath the same blue sky. [Chorus] But it was my hand upon the wheel, still my foot upon the gas obsessed with control when the road got rough and the corners tight. with my hand on the wheel, didn't use any brake, didn't go home that night. [Verse 3] sit back and notice the warmth in the air, the sun on her face and the wind in her hair. Slow down, take a moment, wipe the sweat off your brow, before the rush leads you to lose what's with you now. [Outro] Don't take your hand off the wheel, loosen your grip a little bit how does this new control feel when the road gets rough take a little turn. The road less travelled, brings the peace you earn. go home tonight home to her tonight
