Motorcycle Rider

The Icicle Works

(McNabb)

I've seen the moonlit lake,

The brown leaves blown across the way,

I've seen the icy black November,

I've seen the meadow & the stoplight up in front of me,

I've seen some things I can't remember...

I'm a motorcycle rider thats what I am,

I'm a motorcycle rider

I've seen the beauty of the open plain, the wide terrain,

I've seen some pretty girls thru' visors

I've seen my way across six thousand miles of toll-free road,

N' every journey put me wiser...

All along the valley wall,

The white lines and the freeway,

There my lover calls to me above the engine roar...