Red Bike

She always rides her red bike
Never wears her hair down
Until the ocean waves
She must’ve been a dancer
The way she throws her hands up
To greet the day
She lives on a hell’s bed
Covering blue bells
She must’ve been a flower
In her last life
The way she breathes the sunlight
And leaves the
I’m free
I’m free
I’m free
I’m free
One day she saw me
Staring lik a baby
Twoo of her golden eys
That’s when she winked back
Beared and assured that
We’ve had nine lives
Now I see her mirror
And I feel near her
Even though she’s gone
She left so much beauty like
Love in a box to carry me
On my way, on my way home
On my way home
I’m free
Yeah, I’m free
I’m free
I’m free
Free (Free me, free me)
Free (Free me, free me)
I’m free (Free me, free me)
I’m free (Free me, free me)
I’m free
Free
Yeah, I’m free (Free me, free me)
I’m free (Free me, free me)
Yeah, I’m
I’m free