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I wish you were here with me

We could ride our bikes and be free

Let my hair look at me

With the breeze that smells like cheese

 

You ride your bike

And your hair moves in the breeze

It’s in the air you breathe

She sighs alive

And the joy breaks all the reverie

It’s plain to see

 

You smile at me

And your sideways grin I live within

Absolves my sin

She sighs

And it’s plain to see

That you and I 

Have come through fire

That burns 

These painful memories

And she rides

 

And she rides

She Rides

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