Orange Bicycle


Sometimes you can’t explain it

Sometimes you’re feeling blue

Your tummy doesn’t like it

And your head starts to float

The horsey called me, from a distance

But I didn’t know her name

I’d been there once before today

So I thought I’d come again

I took my orange bicycle

And rode it down the lane

It brought me to a field

To see the sun again

The sun was slowly setting

The clouds drawing near

My tyres squashing acorns

Lying on the floor

If only you could be here

If only you could see

The beauty that’s before me

You might just feel free


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