Now and then it keeps you running Never seems to die Trails spin with fear Not enough when you're living on the outside Never seem to get far enough Staying in between the lines Hold on to what you can Waiting for the end Not knowing when May the wind take your troubles away May the wind take your troubles away Oh the feet on the floor Two hands on the wheel May the wind take your troubles away Trying to make it far enough To the next time zone Few and far between past the midnight hour You never feel alone You realy ain't alone Switching it over to AM Searching for a truer sound Can't recall, recall letters Steel guitar and settle down Catching an all night station Somewhere in Louisiana Sounds like 1963 But for now it sounds like heaven May the wind take your troubles away May the wind take your troubles away Oh the feet on the floor Two hands on the wheel May the wind take your troubles away Oh the feet on the floor Two hands on the wheel May the wind take your troubles away