Bicycle Songtext

On my bicycle whoa oh...

I am feeling like my voice is stuck down in my throat
I am feeling like a stranger inside my own skin
If I could ride a bike I'd ride away and visit Norway
I know you know what that feels like
I know you know what that feels like...

CHORUS:
If you got something you want to tell me darlin'
Please, can you hold it in until we meet this Sunday
Oh...I need to think about this path I want to take
On my bicycle whoa oh...

Always going away
Why can't I come with you one of these days?
Oh please don't say that if we keep going on like this
We may not get through...may not get through
May not get through...through...through
CHORUS:
If you got something you want to tell me darlin'
Please, can you hold it in until we meet this Sunday
Oh...I need to think about this path I want to take
On my bicycle whoa oh...