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 the day
above L.A.
In navy and red
We wound a race track
We wound a race track
Through your mom's
kitchen chairs
And fought the
shadows back
Down your dark
basement stairs
I lit a match, then let it catch
I lit a match, then let it catch
To light up the room
And then you yelled
as we beheld
An old maroon hot
air balloon
I'll be out of my mind
I'll be out of my mind
And you'll be out of
ideas
Pretty soon
So let's spend
The afternoon in a
cold hot air balloon
Leave your jacket
behind
Lean up and touch
the treetops over town
I can't wait
To kiss the
groundWherever we touch back down
La la la la la laaaLa la la la la laaa
We drank the Great Lakes
La la la la la laaaLa la la la la laaa
We drank the Great Lakes
Like cold lemonade
And both got stomach
aches
Sprawled out in the
shade
So bored to death you held your breath
So bored to death you held your breath
And I tried not to
yawn
You made my frown
turn upside down
And now my worries
are gone
I'll be out of my mind
I'll be out of my mind
And you'll be out of
ideas
Pretty soonSo let's
spend
The afternoon in a
cold hot air balloon
Leave your jacket
behind
Lean up and touch
the treetops over town
I can't wait
To kiss the ground
Wherever we touch
back down
I'll be out of my mind
I'll be out of my mind
And you'll be out of
ideas
Pretty soonSo let's
spend
The afternoon in a
cold hot air balloon
Leave your jacket
behind
Lean up and touch
the treetops over townI can't wait
To kiss the ground
Wherever we touch
back down
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