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
Through your mom's kitchen chairs

And fought the shadows back
Down your dark ba!@&(t stairs


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

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 out and touch the treetops over town

I can't wait
To kiss the ground
Wherever we touch back down


La la la la la laaa
La 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
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

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 out 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
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 out and touch the treetops over town
I can't wait

To kiss the ground
Wherever we touch back down