Sick for motorbike I was daydreaming alone sick for motorbike I don't know what to begin with sick for motorbike the air of my room is foul sick for motorbike I will do anything for drive Let's go beyond my depth you too are against me tell me frankly what your ideas on paradise Walk with long strides I was daydreaming alone walk with long strides but my soul was dry and stiff Let's go beyond my depth you too are against me tell me frankly what your ideas on my paradise Oh, my paradise Look something just flashed...