My White Bicycle

Riding all around the street
Four oclock and theyre all asleep
Im not tired and its so late
Moving fast everything looks great
My white bicycle
My white bicycle
See that man , hes all alone
Looks so happy but hes far from home
I ring my bell, smile at him
Then I kick over his garbage bin
My white bicycle
My white bicycle
The rain comes down but I dont care
The wind is blowing in my hair
Seagulls flying in the air
My white bicycle
They lift both hands, his head in disgrace
Shines no light upon my face
Through the darkness, we still speed
My white bicycle and me
My white bicycle
My white bicycle
Policeman shouts but I dont see him
Theyre one thing I dont believe in
To find some charge but its not leavin
My white bicycle
My white bicycle