This is the song I used to hum to Mia when she was an infant. I don't know if there was any meaning to it at the time but I was so drawn to this song and loves it to this day. I guess it doesn't have to mean anything. But you can look at it as us having to enjoy the moment. Hand in hand, riding the bicycles of Belsize. And living it. Because there will come a time we'll miss those times, as the world keeps spinning around. And that is for you, baby.
Turning and turning
The world goes on.
We can't change it, my friend.
Let us go riding all through the days,
Together to the end, to the end.
Les bicyclettes de Belsize
Carry us side by side
And hand in hand we will ride,
Over Belsize.
Turn your magical eyes.
Round and around,
Looking at all we found.
Carry us through the skies,
Les bicyclettes de Belsize.
Spinning and spinning,
The dreams I know,
Rolling on through my head.
Let us enjoy them, before they go.
Come the dawn, they all are dead.
Yes, they're dead.
Les bicyclettes de Belsize
Carry us side by side
And hand in hand we will ride
Over Belsize.
Turn your magical eyes.
Round and around,
Lookin' at all we found.
Carry us through the skies,
Les bicyclettes de Belsize.
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