Woorden: Nikka Costa. Bubble Full Of Rainbows.

Things that tremble tingle like a bubble

Full of rainbows then... crack

Sizzle sing and whisper when the shadows

Lace the moonlight whit black

Things that crowd on climb in vines

In windows wind in with

Waving whispy willow wings and breathe

Of wines in summertime... dreams

Things that gow and glisten, eyes of children

When they listen then... burst

Things that touch the wistfull wish of

Watching someone else succeed first

Days that dingle dangle with

A million parts untangle to

Satin stars that spangle and those

Sudden bells that clangle out... dreams

I'm talkin' of daydreams

Chocolates and ice cream

Then I tremble tingle like a bubble

Full of rainbows and pop

Scatter splitter splatter and I'm sailing


On a cloud that won't stop

Galloping and gliding on a prism

We come riding and

Sometimes half-colliding whit

The dragon who is flying below

I'm talking of dydreams

Chocolates and ice creams

Then I tremble tingle like a bubble

Full of rainbows and pop

Scatter splitter splatter and I'm sailing

On a cloud that won't stop

Galloping and gliding on a prism

We come riding and

Sometimes half-colliding whit

The dragon who is flying and

I can tremble tingle like a bubble

Full of rainbows light

Something came to shake me to

Awake me tonight