Walking out the station see you waving at me
I say I'm sorry I'm late
I missed the train thinking 'bout you
Silently you lead me through these bright neon streets
In this warm evening heat
Pass by the old corner store, cross the bridge, to an empty park
See in the dark
Orange bubbles in the air
From the magic orange you peel in your hand
Watch them dance across the sky
Hear them pop to the tune of your laugh and your sigh
How I wish that there was some magic jar
Made of distant stars or the sand of Mars
I could keep some bubbles in, to save for later
Pass the night away beneath the half crescent moon
I trade a slice of my life, for every slice of an orange
Then you turn to me and place your hand into mine
When you'd learn to freeze time
You leave a gift in my palm
Perfect peel
Resplendent rind, blows my mind
Orange bubbles in the air
From the magic orange you peel in your hand
Watch them dance across the sky
Hear them pop to the tune of your laugh and your sigh
How I wish that there was some magic jar
Made of distant stars, or the sand of Mars
I could keep some bubbles in, to save for later
Take a seat, at a bench, keep an inch apart
Hour passes and I feel like you're half as far
Take a seat, at a bench, keep an inch apart
Any closer and maybe you'll have my heart
Orange bubbles in the air
From the magic orange you peel in your hand
Watch them dance across the sky
Hear them pop to the tune of your laugh and your sigh
Yes I know that there is no magic jar
Made of distant stars, or the sand of Mars
That can keep these bubbles in for later
That can keep these bubbles in till next summer
Capture all these moments shared with you
