Bubbletrees
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Bubbletrees
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The sun is out again and now
I want to take your hand
And dance across this thin line
This parachute is holding us
Between the earth and sky
It's time to learn to fly
To learn to fly
We kiss for the first time
And all we see are bubbletrees
And all we feel is eternity
We kiss for the first time
This tiny bird is showing us
How easy life could be
He's so pleased to be
To save this love before it dies
No matter what it takes
I'll try to learn to fly
To learn to fly
We kiss like the first time
And all we see are bubbletrees
And all we feel is eternity
We kiss like the first time
We kiss like the first time
And all we see are bubbletrees
And all we feel is eternity
We kiss like the first time
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We Invented Paris performs "Bubbletrees", and this lyric page sits inside the We Invented Paris catalog on LyroVerse.
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