Singing Cyclist

weaving the streets of london;
through the spaces in between,
the streets crowded with walkers, bikers, drivers and hawkers.
she's not fast, she's not slow,
she enjoys the trip and seems to glow.

with a tra la la la off she'll go!

singing as she goes -- heard before she's seen
it may be pop, it may be rock,
sometimes mozart, occaisionally bach


the singing cyclist isn't fast, and isn't slow,
she enjoys the trip and seems to glow
loving her life as the glides along
loving her life and singing her song