It was when I ride my bike, in my neighborhood
Cool wind on my face and I was feel so good

I don’t know where I’m going, but something is take me there
this gravitational pull is vanishing all my scares

I feel that I can ride on the sidewalk
I can even ride on the garden of my neighbor

on the roses on the poppies
on ivy and ferns
and I feel so good
in the garden of my neighborhood

Yeah Yeah in the garden, on the roses

And when he will realize this mess in his garden
he will know immediatly that it was me

Well you know folks I hate that roses
I really love my bike and now I enjoy my ride

on the roses on the poppies
on ivy and ferns
and I feel so good
in the gardens of my neighborhood