It’s Time For A Change

I took out the bike today,
Wanted it to see daylight,
It’s been hiding in the garage so long,
That doesn’t seem to be right.
How I long to feel the road,
The wind blowin freely in my face.
As we gather along the highway,
For the feel of the metal we can taste.
Surely it’s time for a change,
I’m tired of the cold and the snow,
I thought by now the flowers we’d see,
Every yard, every turn we would go.
But no we have to wear mitts,
Scarves on our face a hat on our head,
I’m so fed up with the dirty old snow,
I’d just as soon stay in my cozy bed,
Hope that I’ll wake in the morning,
To find that it’s all gone,
I know I’d only be dreamin,
 Would that be so wrong.
 I just think it’s time for a change,
I want to see the snow gone,
So we can get on with our life,
Bikes on the road, where they belong.