[Verse] Sun dips low on this old street corner, Kids run wild where the warm breeze lingers. Barber’s chair empty, scissors still, Bubbles drift slow, they float and they thrill. [Pre-Chorus] Laughing eyes, chasing dreams so small, In their dance, they forget it all. [Chorus] Bubble up, bubble high, watch them fly, Round and round beneath the fading sky. Catch a smile, hold it tight, don’t let go, In this moment, feel the rhythm flow. [Verse] Dusty road and the worn-out shoes, Barefoot children, dancing to the blues. The barber hums a soft, low tune, Bubbles burst like the afternoon. [Pre-Chorus] Time slips slow in their playful spin, Lost in joy, where life begins. [Chorus] Bubble up, bubble high, watch them fly, Round and round beneath the fading sky. Catch a smile, hold it tight, don’t let go, In this moment, feel the rhythm flow. [Bridge] Maybe one day we’ll look back and see, How simple moments set us free. Through smoky nights and busy days, It’s in the bubbles that our hearts stay. [Chorus] Bubble up, bubble high, watch them fly, Round and round beneath the fading sky. Catch a smile, hold it tight, don’t let go, In this moment, feel the rhythm flow. [Outro] Bubble up, bubble high, floating slow, Children’s laughter soft and low. In every bubble, a story told, Chasing dreams we’ll always hold.