Do you know what it's like, to ride the wind?

Float over a hill, lean into the bend?

To go flat out, on a long straight-a-way.

Ride mile after mile, on a bright summer day.

To feel the excitment, of an unknown road.

Just ridin' the wind, inspite of life's load.

I am a windrider, I know what it's like.

To ride cross country, on a sweet runnin' bike.

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