Song | Riding My Bicycle (from Ragnvalsbekken to Sørkedalen) |
Artist | Team me |
Album | To The Treetops! |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
Bloodsucking ones | |
Tapping your shoulder | |
Finally, at last | |
I guess you made it | |
It makes your mother smile | |
And now she can't | |
Stop her flood of compliments | |
I guess you made it | |
Rediscover her | |
Let her know | |
What's on your mind, on your mind | |
Go up and tell her | |
Tired teen machine | |
Design these days | |
These rhapsodies, melodies | |
With all the colours that you want | |
Thru the eyes and ears | |
And to your brain | |
dance the dance, sing the words | |
You know you need it | |
Then I'll sing for you | |
A lullaby, a rhapsody, a melody | |
With all the colours that you want | |
With all the colours in the world | |
With all the colours that you want | |
'Cause you know so well | |
This could easily be | |
All you’ll ever get |
Bloodsucking ones | |
Tapping your shoulder | |
Finally, at last | |
I guess you made it | |
It makes your mother smile | |
And now she can' t | |
Stop her flood of compliments | |
I guess you made it | |
Rediscover her | |
Let her know | |
What' s on your mind, on your mind | |
Go up and tell her | |
Tired teen machine | |
Design these days | |
These rhapsodies, melodies | |
With all the colours that you want | |
Thru the eyes and ears | |
And to your brain | |
dance the dance, sing the words | |
You know you need it | |
Then I' ll sing for you | |
A lullaby, a rhapsody, a melody | |
With all the colours that you want | |
With all the colours in the world | |
With all the colours that you want | |
' Cause you know so well | |
This could easily be | |
All you' ll ever get |
Bloodsucking ones | |
Tapping your shoulder | |
Finally, at last | |
I guess you made it | |
It makes your mother smile | |
And now she can' t | |
Stop her flood of compliments | |
I guess you made it | |
Rediscover her | |
Let her know | |
What' s on your mind, on your mind | |
Go up and tell her | |
Tired teen machine | |
Design these days | |
These rhapsodies, melodies | |
With all the colours that you want | |
Thru the eyes and ears | |
And to your brain | |
dance the dance, sing the words | |
You know you need it | |
Then I' ll sing for you | |
A lullaby, a rhapsody, a melody | |
With all the colours that you want | |
With all the colours in the world | |
With all the colours that you want | |
' Cause you know so well | |
This could easily be | |
All you' ll ever get |