The air feels feather-light Against my apple cheeks in the driveway I try to balance right And push the pedals as I
Ride You by my side Holding on for dear life With the sun in my eyes And with all of your love you let go of My little red bike
I trace a figure eight And fall to pieces on the pavement You scoop me up and say Life's meant to be this way so get up and
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I brace the handlebars And coast against the breeze I'm chasing after cars While time is chasing after me and I
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