RED BICYCLE

This morning an angel's come in front of my eyes
A pretty sweet baby was riding her bike
Long blonde hair and an aggressive glance
I wish I'd seen her smile but I had no chance

Oh you look so lovely

Hey little girl
don't keep me waiting
I wanna know
where you're going
with your red bicycle
so that I can come with you

But as I came near
you disappeared
Was it daydream
or reality?