Yellow Bicycle

Just need that feeling That same old feeling At 10 years old  Riding my yellow Banana seat bicycle That sweaty afternoon I jumped on not sure  Where I'd end up Just needing that urge To steer and go Anywhere I wanted Grabbing those handle bars I jerked them left Then jerked them right Making sure it was me driving  The streamers hanging  From the rubber hand grips Blew loud in the wind The wind I was making As I pedaled And so I did pedal Independence filling my chest Years have passed And I lost that feeling The one my heart needs To beat out my own path That giddy stomach feeling Of me deciding  Where I want to go