Ten cans on rattlin' pavement. Confetti scattered everywhere. She falls asleep in the seat beside me. Grass caught up in her hair. I don't mind it I keep driving. flying on these wheels of steel. A bit anxious a bit nervous. The moment's all that we can feel. If fuel is the soul of the engine. And wine is the drink of the gods. Forgiveness the road to redemption. Faith can still beat the odds. We're meant to be baby hold onto me. You'll never not be my girl. Cause love is the heart of the world. I leave him sleepin as I rise early. Always up before the dawn. The house is dark but I see clearly. Kettle sings a morning song. The bacons frying babies crying. I soke up the sights and sounds. Minutes turn to days and I wish that I could slow it down. If grease is the soul of the kitchen. And coffee the drink of the gods. Routine too perfect to mention. Time is a thief I would rob. We're meant to be baby hold onto me. I'll never not be your girl. Cause love is the heart of the world. Ohh and hope is the soul of the dreamer. And heaven is the home of my god. It only takes one true believer. To believe you can still beat the odds. We're meant to be baby hold onto me. You'll never not be my girl. (I'll never not be your girl). Cause love is the heart love is the heart. Love is the heart of the world