Back Then
Looking back at the summers
Way back then, when I was ten
The golden sun was still a friend
And the world was good, around each bend
I'm riding my bike, with the breeze in my face
With time on my side, I am winning a race
Where life seems so carefree, I can hold my arms high
Where wheels spin beneath me, in a race to the sky
I'm sailing past memories, past all the troubles I've known
Past the everyday worries, that we face when we're grown
With my legs long and tan, I am peddling fast
Where tomorrow is distant, and sweet memories last
Where nothing will die, and everything blends
Over roads without sorrow, where nothing will end
Clutching the handles, and pumping my knees
I will fly past the heartache, where my troubles will ease
Far down the lane that circles the trees
Where faces of loved ones, still smile up at me
A turn 'round the corner, finds happiness there
Everything's simple and everything's fair
A splash through a puddle, or bumpy old tracks,
My eyes remain forward......with no looking back
I could peddle forever, to that place worry free..
When I ride that old bike, there's a child left in me
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