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
[Chorus]
I brace the handlebars
And coast against the breeze
I'm chasing after cars
While time is chasing after me and I
[Chorus]
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