The Report - The Boy On The Bike Lyrics

Silver reels and pictures
Fly me far away
Like one of Peter's Lost Boys
The world is mine to play
In a car that travels time
Or a Christmas spent alone
The kid who finds an alien
And needs to get him home
And in the deep and flickering blue
I'm the boy on the bike crossing the moon
And in amongst the battles
The flights of fantasy
It's not the loss that startles me
It's love that makes the story
(Pure love) Now I see it everywhere
(Pure love) Like a parent for a child
(Pure love) Like a kiss for those we'll miss
(Pure love) For a little boy who flies
And in the deep and flickering blue
I'm the boy on the bike crossing the moon
And I know you'll be right here
(I'll be right here)
(I'll be right here)
The best ones teach us
That we may feel alone
But someone on a distant star
Will soon be phoning home
And in the deep and flickering blue
I'm the boy on the bike crossing the moon
I'm the boy on the bike crossing the moon
I'm the boy on the bike crossing the moon