In the morning on a white bicycle

In the morning on a white bicycle

In the morning on a white bicycle I will ride to you



I woke up face down in the snow

From a dream that started seven years ago

Didn't know where I could be

I can't believe I'd sold so many parts of me



To the pure, from deep in the purest part of me

To the pure, from deep in the purest part of me



I woke up face up in the sand

From a dream I know I'll never understand

Didn't know if it was real

I just remember how alone I can feel



To the pure, from deep in the purest part of me

To the pure, from deep in the purest part of me

To the pure, from deep in the purest part of me

To the pure, from deep in the purest part of me



In the morning on a white bicycle

Afternoon I'm on a red bicycle

In the evening on a black bicycle, I will ride to you



To the pure, from deep in the purest part of me

To the pure, from deep in the purest part of me

To the pure, from deep in the purest part of me

To the pure, deep in the purest part of me



I will ride, I will ride to you

I will ride, I will ride to you

I will ride, I will ride to you

I will ride, I will ride to you