I was walking down a sunny street in town ... in a dream
She was standing in the shadow of a tree ... in a dream
In my dream
She invited me inside her house to see the walls were black
Black and white just like a woodcut printed down ... in a dream
In my dream
And the wheel is turning
The wheel is burning
And the wheel sung O E O E O E O E O
On the table was a box of mica where I could see through
She said 'ruby', I said 'red', to me it looks like honey dew
Like your skin too
And the wheel is turning
The wheel is burning
And the wheel sung O E O E O E O E O
And the wheel is turning
It's burning
And the wheel sung O E O E O E O E O
In my dream ... in my dream
the wheel is turning
The wheel is burning
And the wheel sung O E O E O E O E O
The wheel is turning
Keeps on burning
And the wheel sung O E O E O E O E O
In my dream
She was standing in the shadow of a tree ... in a dream
In my dream
She invited me inside her house to see the walls were black
Black and white just like a woodcut printed down ... in a dream
In my dream
And the wheel is turning
The wheel is burning
And the wheel sung O E O E O E O E O
On the table was a box of mica where I could see through
She said 'ruby', I said 'red', to me it looks like honey dew
Like your skin too
And the wheel is turning
The wheel is burning
And the wheel sung O E O E O E O E O
And the wheel is turning
It's burning
And the wheel sung O E O E O E O E O
In my dream ... in my dream
the wheel is turning
The wheel is burning
And the wheel sung O E O E O E O E O
The wheel is turning
Keeps on burning
And the wheel sung O E O E O E O E O
In my dream