I ran over some glass while riding my bike
Lost all the air and it slowed my speed.
(?Ridin' in along trees?) and air vents and memories
And looking both ways for cars
I've been kicked around all my life
I'll be leaving now
Me and my bike.

Am I the only one out in the sun?
Out on the street?
And it's lovely weather
And I think so.

Be mine, stay mine
Your soft fingertips
Touch my ear
Just to see you
Just to know you
Just to hold you close
Just to see you!

It makes me want to get out of my house
In a canoe, express my love for only you
Pack my stuff and want to move.
I'm staying in.
No way.
Not today.
No way.
Not today.
No way.