Tin cans rattling the pavement Confetti scattered everywhere She falls asleep in the seat beside me Rice 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 oil is the soul of the engine Then 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 on to me You'll never not be my girl Cause love is the heart of the world I leave him sleeping as I rise early Always up before the dawn The house is dark but I see clearly The kettle sings a morning song The bacon's frying, baby's crying I soak up the sights and sounds Minutes turn to …days and I Wish that I could slow 'em 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 on to me I'll never not be your girl Cause love is the heart of the world If hope is the soul of the dreamer Then 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 on to me You'll never not be my girl Never not be your girl Cause love is the heart, love is the heart Love is the heart of the world