Nothing from outside can hurt us,
until that bubble does explode.
And when that bubble there is popping,
it seems we lost our way we’ll go.
Nothing’s there to point directions…
No wind to carry, to find our way.
That’s why living in a bubble,
it feels the love, it wants to stay.
And when the sunshine inside’s falling,
the bubbles rainbows look so clear.
So watch each day outside your window,
If there is a bubble station near.