If I had a bike, I'd take it out at night
And I'd ride down the boulevard
So many ways that
I could think to praise
As the melodies play in my heart
You're always on my mind
If I was a tree, I'd grow pretty leaves
And I'd sway in the summer breeze
My roots would sink, searching for the sea
And I'd worship you for making me
You're always on my mind
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