Kristin Hamilton - Love To Ride

I gathered up a pretty melody
From the pockets of another one
From the spaces in the music
I found a groovy little phrasing
And the rhythm worked just fine

Twinkling lights and shadows
Divine revealing in the back seat
While gazing out a nighttime window

This is love, this is loving life
Oh how I love to ride
This is love, this is loving life
Oh how I love to ride

Wind blows on my face and hands
Sun hits my eyelids closed
Tree limbs interrupt the light
Casting shapes and patterns
That send me into daydreams

You at the wheel by my side
On a sweet Sunday morning
Reveals the presence of God

And this is love, this is loving life
Oh how I love to ride
This is love, this is loving life
Oh how I love to ride

I gathered up a pretty melody
From the pockets of another one