A bubble floating up A perfect pink sky Dodging bullets on the go One could look too much at their reflections One could see them tear a hole One could see them tear it all
The intervals that we know, they don't make a change They don't overshadow us in any way
Nearly drowned in thought, almost gone there "Dodging needles takes a lot Being up here, you could drop Every bubble has its pop You'll become what you are not
And suddenly it's in your eyes
The intervals that we know, they don't make a change They don't overshadow us in any way Our touch crosses oceans
A bubble floating up A perfect pink sky Moving closer, getting near Almost quiet, almost clearTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.