i hated to pop the bubble   of me and you   but it only held enough oxygen   for a trip or two   to the moon and back again   tell me, do you remember when   our love had such grace   we were floating above this whole place      it's dawn on the corner   where the city tests its squeaky breaks   outside my bedroom window   a doppler muffler and a boomin bass   it's dawn and the snow   is turning on its deepest blue   so i go outside just to stand there and   look at my hands against the color   i find i always return to      i want you to always remember for me   baby, if you can   how much you hated the woman   who made you a man   and remember for me won't you   back further before that   how you loved her like a boy   cried from the joy    when you weren't laughing      no, i hated to pop the bubble   of me and you   but it only held enough oxygen   for a trip or two   to the moon and back again   do you remember when   our love had such grace   we were floating above this whole place      so i hear these days you too   are trying your hand at sleeplessness   a few more dizzying doppler lovers   and then a booming loneliness   how innocent the young student   on the day school has begun   when i said this was what i wanted   did you think i thought it would be fun?      no, i hated to pop the bubble   of me and you   but it only held enough oxygen   for a trip or two   to the moon and back again   oh but i remember when   our love had such grace   we were floating above this whole place