Bicycles Lyrics
Bicycles have drifted through these leaves still wet
with rain
August now has faded in the silence of the rain
I remember one Sunday, riding in through the gate
Three balloons in a white sky, 1978
La la la.....
Playgrounds where we spent our days
Return within our dreams
What it is, it isn't up to me
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I've been driving in my car
On Sunday in the rain
And my life is slipping so away
