Воздушный шар - в воздушном смысле, Как моя фантазия... Он зависает между небом и землей, Как часто зависаю я. Лечу в астральный мир, скользя по облакам
We wrote a prelude To our own fairy tale And bought a parachute At a church rummage sale And with a mean sewing machine And miles of thread We sewed
A hot air balloon Is waiting for you. Climb in the basket And pull the string. Lift yourself away From this troubled state of mind. The darkest place
Verse 1: All as one in space We're part of the same All as one we wait You wore out your stay Last call It's late So long As we all come together as
I want you to groove me, baby Take us to stars that's miles away Let's groove if you want to, ohh, now As I go off, don't get lost We lack in the city
We're so hung up like tiny pictures Sentimental, remember when We were hidden for the ambush A convocation you let your tiger out Salt, blood The territory
You're standin' in the sun With bow and arrow, you struck a pose You hide then you run Catchin' your eye, we then dove I saw your desire The prettiest
In the light of the moon, too soon In a hot air balloon, he crossed the sea Once an airship tycoon, turned buffoon Leaving his home marooned, attempted
Why can't you be near? Never one would appear Where do we go from here, where do we go? If the last one isn't there And it's all gone But if the last
He was a great balloon maker The balloons were never known for speed There's no way that you'll get sweet You asked me to waste some time Come out to
Flying, show me how it feels As dreams grow sinking clouds that must be real Losing a touch of what is mine It's proving tough as steel and dull as life
I am in this mood It's good, it's the best place to be I got in I got in I got in to the mood This great big balloon Carrying me to the sky Above everything
You want to leave this place They're always in your face Please hitch a ride with me Who says we cannot fly Give it one more try Let's see what we can
I set a friend of mine up on a date And I told him I'd watch his boy for the day And we had a ball playin' games, eatin' dogs Riding rides at the county
New York Grey and sorrow there to meet her Night sky hangs around to greet her She throws down Lifeline of kisses Anchored to the ground Balloon descending
Well, he was a bore and she needed more And so she took a train to the coast of Maine And she dove right in It took a while to notice That she was gone
We wrote a prelude to our own fairytale. And bought a parachute at a church rummage sale And with a mean sewing machine and miles of thread We sewed
C'era un piccolo bambino dagli occhi blu simile ad un angelo, lui voleva un palloncino e la sua mamma gli diceva sempre no. Ma un bel di trovo un soldino
