Letra de Everytime I Ride My Bike

Every time you say There will be a change I'll be counting til ten Until it strikes again Your blood wrote melodies Formed patterns Like bright red leaves The pavements grey ash Stained your face with dust I am holding on to you Every time I ride my bike Past the corner Where you fell that day There is this growing feeling My head is pounding of shame People are rushing by To busy to realise That there are still Flowers on the ground And several notes of goodbye I'm holding on to you