Ride motorbikes
We'll die
By our mothers' side
It's like
My paper limbs won't coincide
With my brain
My mind
Back and forth through my mind
Automatic seesaw of the greatest times
Sea and air, it's all the same
We'll lose our innocence but who's to blame?
But who cares?
Right now, I'm flying so high
But who cares?
Right now I am the motorbike child
Father
What happened after all these years?
A hero to a villain in such a short, short time
My love sadly disappeared
Mother
My respect still grows and grows
Raising nine kids in Taiwan
Seemed like so much fun
But it wasn't for us
But who cares?
Right now I'm flying so high
But who cares?
Right now I am the motorbike child
La la la
La la la la la