Ring, ring, ring, goes my small blue bike.
Down this narrow road

Mrs. Harrow, Mrs. Harrow
Ring, ring, ring, goes my small blue bike
Please move with your Books in hand

Jill, Jill
Ring, ring, ring, goes my small blue bike
Please move with your Flowing in hand

Dave, Dave, Dave
Beep, Beep, Beep, goes my big red truck
Down the road I go as fast as I can
Where are you with your small blue bike?

We were little when we built this house,

In our minds to hold our dreams,

Locked away from all beings,

Only for us to see,

But when you left home,

This world was not mine anymore,

But was the devils home,

Holding all of the memories we had,

The memories of you and me,

And the pain you brought to me.

I miss your touch,

your voice,

your smile,

and even those eyes,

but your gone,

far, far away,

and maybe to you, i'm still here,

but to me, you're as dead as can be.

Wishes, Small things we believe in
Things we hope will come true
But when we find out they don't
We fall, fall, fall, down into the ground.

Lying down on the ground
Thinking about what we could be
About how we could leave
And never come back.

Sunshine, a beautiful thing in the sky
A yellow ball which gives us light
But at the end of the day it says "Goodbye"
And the dark blue moon comes to say
"Hi"

Dreams fill my room
Small dreams that turn into nightmares
Nightmares and terrors that fill my head
And when I wake up, tears fill my eyes
Crying over and over