Paroles de Goo

Wish I could ride a bike I'd ride it home to you 'Cause lately all my insides feel like goo Wish I knew all the right words I'd sing 'em all to you Maybe it would help what we're going through, alright If I could pick you up and dust you off I'd hold your hand when things got rough Every step, going lick for lick I'm coming home Wish I could ride a bike I'd ride it home to you 'Cause lately all my insides feel like goo Wish I knew all the right words I'd sing em all to you Maybe it would help what we're going through If I could pick you up and dust you off I'd hold your hand when things got rough Every step, going lick for lick I'm coming home