To The Pure... Lyrics

In the morning on a white bicycle In the morning on a white bicycle In the morning on a white bicycle I will ride to you I woke up face down in the snow from a dream that started seven years ago I didn't know where I could be I can't believe I'd sold so many parts of me - To the pure, from deep in the purest part of me To the pure, from deep in the purest part of me. I woke up face up in the sand from I dream I know I'll never understand I didn't know if it was real I just remember how alone I can feel To the pure, from deep in the purest part of me To the pure, from deep in the purest part of me. In the morning on a white bicycle Afternoon I'm on a red bicycle In the evening on a black bicycle I will ride to you. To the pure, from deep in the purest part of me To the pure, from deep in the purest part of me.