The boy in the bubble
I used to make it a point to say goodnight.
Cause I always wanted you to know it was alright.
And the first thing I would do when my head cleared in the morning,
Was to let you know that I still had that feeling.
I felt all the things I did to make your world better,
Would be things that would hold ourselves together.
I felt deeply that you knew,
All those things I did for you.
Now I feel like the boy in the bubble,
Just trying to survive I make trouble.
I can’t touch you and really feel,
Nothing much seems real.
We’re separated and numb,
Now I’m feeling dumb.
You can go anywhere,
I’ll always be right here.
You’re the one who is free,
I will always be alone with me.
And anything I did was wrapped,
In my plastic life and trapped,
Never really peaking through,
Never really touching you.
Now I feel like the boy in the bubble,
Just trying to survive is such trouble.
I can’t touch you and really feel,
Nothing much seems real.
We’re separated and numb,
If you leave then I can’t come.
