I’m searching for the speed way
When I’m riding my bike, my friend.
I’m not one the guys who tend to stay
Cause I never got time to spent.
So I’m riding with the wind for hours and days
Or even against if I must
To the place I go there are never two ways
Just in God and myself I will trust.
I feel my bike like I feel every bone
Loosing speed means loosing the way.
My wheels are burning and all alone
I follow the road as long as I may.
You know, my friend, I have seen other days
When I couldn’t get up from the ground,
When the wind blew strong and straight in my face
But you see that I sure got around.