Verse 1 I used to wave from way up high, All pink and pearl against the sky, A silver wand, a practiced smile, Applause that echoed mile by mile. They called my name like it was gold, A perfect tale already told— But diamonds crack, and crowns can bend, And fairytales don’t always end… Pre-Chorus Like storybooks I memorized, With happy hearts and clear blue skies, But somewhere past the rainbow’s gleam I woke up from a gilded dream. Chorus I’m the girl in the bubble, floating above, Wrapped up in ribbons and radiance and love, But glitter can cover the cracks in the glass, And cheers only echo when no one asks. I’m the girl in the bubble, shining on cue, With all of the answers they want to be true, But high in the air, where it’s trouble to see— Is this who I am… or who I should be? Verse 2 I thought that good was clean and bright, A simple shade of wrong and right, A golden rule, a tidy line, A sparkling world by grand design. But whispers rise beneath the glow, Of things I didn’t want to know, And sometimes “good” feels paper-thin When doubt comes drifting in. Pre-Chorus They say a crown can light the way, But mine feels heavier each day, If being brave means standing tall— Why do I feel so small? Chorus I’m the girl in the bubble, graceful and fair, With sunshine woven into my hair, But what if the villain I’m meant to defy Is someone who taught me how to fly? I’m the girl in the bubble, lifted above, On currents of glory and duty and love, Yet here in the hush of the bright balcony— I’m longing to fall… to just be me. Bridge If I step from the shimmer, If I let myself see, That the world isn’t wicked— Just tangled like me… Would the sparkle still stay? Would they turn me away? If I traded perfection for truth one day? Soft Refrain Oh… the girl in the bubble, Suspended in air, With applause like a halo, And doubt like a prayer… Final Chorus I’m the girl in the bubble, no longer afraid, To question the part that I’ve carefully played, The higher you float, the farther you fall— But maybe the ground isn’t cruel at all. I’m the girl in the bubble, ready to start, With more than just glitter— with heart upon heart, And if I descend from this beautiful view, Perhaps I’ll discover what goodness can do. Yes, I’m the girl in the bubble— But I’m breaking through.

The Girl in the Bubble