Bubbles, refreshing, tiny little bubbles
Watch as the bubbles float away your troubles

With every tiny little bubble you see
Floats higher and higher above the tree

How far will that bubble go?
Will that bubble pop, if so?

Will the troubles hidden deep inside
Come back to Earth and collide

With the one who sent them a way?
Or will they arrive some other day?

Bubble, Bubble toil of my trouble
Please God don't burst my bubble!