Driven by love,
powered by fear,
this is my bike it will get me here.
Made by hands,
rode by me,
this is my bike come with thee.
Travelled so far,
worn so long,
this is my bike let's sing a song.
Bicycle ride me over hills, bicycle ride past the mills.
Bicycle don't let go of me, bicycle, bicycle I love thee.
In the summer,
winter, or spring
Come oh bike let's here you ring
Through colours of laughter
Joy and song
Come oh bike sing along
At moments we fall
Flat on our back
Come oh bike get on track
Bicycle ride me over hills, bicycle ride past the mills.
Bicycle don't let go of me, bicycle, bicycle I love thee.
