Bubbles
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come join me in the tub
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as i bask in the warm
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water with bubbles
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cradling me from
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head to foot
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like a warm, soft blanket
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in the winter time
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humming to the music
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in the background
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watching the candles
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flicker with an orangey
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blue glow
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feeling so pretty
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in my birthday clothes
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so soft and sensual
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a gentle breeze floating in
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curtains swirling like gowns
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twirling at a ballroom dance
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contemplating all
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the shapes and sizes
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of those sparkling bubbles
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feels like i stole a piece
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of the rainbow
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inhaling the lilac scent
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oh, so sweet
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feels like i've taken
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the fast track to heaven
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the fast track to heaven
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cleansing my soul
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renewing my energy
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so i can begin a new day
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with no worries
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time to shed the layers of anger
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the layers of disappointment
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a time for peace
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a feeling of calm
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a time for hope renewed
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after i've lost the weight
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of this world
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i step out of the tub
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feeling like a brand new girl
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ready to be smothered
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by open arms
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and honeysuckle kisses
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isobel
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copyright 2005
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Bubbles
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| David Gray |
