In the morning on a white bicycle In the morning on a white bicycle In the morning on a white bicycle I will ride to you I woke up face down in the snow From a dream that started seven years ago I didn't know where I could be I can't believe I'd sold so many parts of me To the pure, deep in the purest part of me To the pure, deep in the purest part of me I woke up face up in the sand From I dream I know I'll never understand I didn't know if it was real I just remember how alone I can feel To the pure, from deep in the purest part of me To the pure, from deep in the purest part of me To the pure, from deep in the purest part of me To the pure, deep in the purest part of me In the morning on a white bicycle Afternoon I'm on a red bicycle In the evening on a black bicycle I will ride to you To the pure, from deep in the purest part of me To the pure, from deep in the purest part of me To the pure, from deep in the purest part of me To the pure, deep in the purest part of me I will ride, I will ride to you I will ride, I will ride to you I will ride, I will ride to you I will ride, I will ride to you I will ride, I will ride I will ride, I will ride