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  1. Bubble

From the recording Reflections of Your Face

Written, performed, recorded and produced by Allan Dawson.

Lyrics

The error’s in the coffee
As a frown defines your face again
Then you look at me honey
The sun just rose again
Across your sweet September eyes
Reflect; Shadows of thine enemies
Portrayed in myths and lies
Listen what they tell me:

To them it is just a game
In which I play the dancing fool
But you know it’s the only way
Lest I’d be untrue

You’re lost in your bubble
You thought you could save me
But sharing your bubble
Has only made you hate me

Your bubble, is trouble
Your bubble, is trouble

A book recalls you’re read
I’d give a penny for ‘em
In fact, I could have said
I’d give up everything for you
For that look in your eyes
Protected from thine enemies
But you lost me in your lies
Oh, listen what they tell me:

To them it is just a game
In which I play the dancing fool
But you know it’s the only way
Lest I’d be untrue

You’re lost in your bubble
You thought you could save me
But sharing your bubble
Has only made you hate me

Your bubble, is trouble
Your bubble, is trouble

To them it is just a game
In which I play the dancing fool
But you know it’s the only way
Lest I’d be untrue

You’re lost in your bubble, it's trouble
Your bubble, is trouble
You’re lost in your bubble
You thought you could save me
But sharing your bubble
Has only made you hate me

Your bubble, is trouble
Your bubble, is trouble