Love and my motorbike
When love and life collide,
I want to get on my bike and ride,
Panniers, long trips planned out,
I want to escape the clouds of doubt,
Ride away from her silly games,
Grip those handlebars like they are life’s reins,
Overtake, corner, in complete control,
Escape life’s mundane, pigeon hole,
Save Kevin, take a trip over foreign soil,
Years later.......
Doubt shadows my every memory,
Did she ever show a sign of love,
Can a woman do anything but fly away, a beautiful dove,
Not a word ever spoken, my imagination ran wild,
Love, like a reckless inner child,
O but to feel that breeze again,
It took so long, but I feel it again.
