Blue, Balloon
Blue, balloon
Out of my house.
We left the door
Open for you.
Float like smoke from a fire.
Float like the whistle from a breeze.
Float far, far
Away from me.
Sitting in a corner just waiting for you to go.
Blue, balloon.
Let my day be a day of
Me.
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