1918
I’M FOREVER BLOWING BUBBLES,
PRETTY BUBBLES IN THE AIR.
THEY FLY SO HIGH,
NEARLY REACH THE SKY.
THEN LIKE MY DREAMS
THEY FADE AND DIE.
FORTUNES ALWAYS HIDING.
I’VE LOOKED EVERYWHERE.
I’M FOREVER BLOWING BUBBLES,
PRETTY BUBBLES IN THE AIR.
