Way up in the middle of the air
Ezekiel saw the wheel a -rollin'
Way in the middle of the air
There was a wheel and a wheel a -movin'
Way up in the middle of the sky
We are in a wheel, a moving way
Well, the big wheel runs by faith
The little wheel runs by the grace of God
There was a wheel in a wheel
Way in the middle of the air
Now stop and let me tell you
Ezekiel saw a wheel a -rollin'
Way up in the middle of the air
Ezekiel saw a wheel a -rollin'
Way in the middle of the air
Well, it must have been a golden chariot
But Ezekiel was tired and he wanted to ride
His journey home had just begun
Way up in the Great God, well,
Rode it way in the middle of the air
Now the golden chariot took him away
He went on up to the Milky Way
Rollin' way in the middle of the air