I was a lost little bird
My vision was blurred
Then came along an inspiration
The best version of salvation
Maybe it was the melody
Maybe pure chemistry
And in the perfect bubble the bird grew
It started to walk, it even flew
In the perfect bubble, with every joined heartbeat
The world scrambled at its feet
With every pulse, every step of the way
You were there to give a sense to every day
Inside the bubble or out
Through every certainty, every doubt
You are the right to my wrong
Fly with me… tag along…