Riding around on a rusty child sized bike far too small for my frame
Recapturing youth in a well kept playing abandoned in the middle of the day
Spinning you around on a roundabout too heavy for my weight
Wishing I could hold you on my shoulders at a gig some day
But I'm far too weak for that
We only made it half way to the castle that night
Traded bricks and ruines for climbing frames
I remember your chocolate melting in my pocket
Like my heart was for you
How can this make you happy?