Finishing Line

Now you're seeing me - now you're not
Am I fading away?
Is it me or is it you?
I'm disappearing from view

We pedal so fast and hard up the long slow hill
Now we're gathering speed towards the finishing line
Towards the finishing line

We never want to stop - forever 'til we drop
So we're only slowing down
'Til the quintessential last eventual
Moment will arrive

We travel so far and wide the world away
Now the rover returns towards the finishing line
Towards the finishing line

I lay my load down by the roadside
Take a breath or two
Take my time drinking in the view
'Cos there's nothing better to do
Take a ride, travel in style
Like a dream the miracle mile

We travel so far along the winding lane
Now the rover returns towards the finishing line
Towards the finishing line