Bike

Riding into the sunlight I was twenty five She followed me to the coastline we ran away from the town My Baby Blue it was still fine could still make a sound There was nothing but a white line and there was plenty of time Could this be the paradise city from my recollection Could she be my summertime lover I set out to find You merry woman I'm a man of action You merry woman am I qualified You merry woman I'm a man of action You merry woman are you satisfied We hid away to the moonlight behind the merry-go-round She told me that it was alright and there was plenty of time Could this be the paradise city from my recollection Could she be my summertime lover I set out to find You merry woman I'm a man of action You merry woman am I qualified You merry woman I'm a man of action You merry woman are you satisfied