The Joyride
Oh that wind in your hair
As your foot hits the pedal,
New music just in time
to give the season a new rhythm;
Sunglasses 'cause the Sun's shining
so bright you can't see;
An empty road in front of you
endless opportunities ahead;
It feels as if its been forever
since the Sun has shone so late;
My skin is crawling, it's alive
Its time for Spring's first joyride.
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