Riding along
I sing you a song
I can't go wrong
You steer
Where
You pedal
My legs move
I'm in the groove
Onwards and upwards
And they think I'm contributing my power to this ride
But this illusion could lead to pride
A princely pauper with a past to hide
Don't give up on me
To see your back is not enough you see
To see your face
At the end of this race
This will be the case
Because of your grace
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