Pink Balloon

Sometimes I feel like a child

Holding on to a pink balloon

Afraid to lose it and to find out

It's never coming back

And every time I'm running too fast

It's a little higher

And every time I'm running too slow

It's dragging on the floor

It's something I can't control

When you see me

Do you see my pink balloon?

If you ever wanted to know

What I'm thinking of

It's my pink balloon

If I gave you the string

Would you hold on to it?

Would you cherish it like it's your own?

If I gave you the string

Would you let it go?

I don't know if I can take that

So

It's something I can't control

When you see me

Do you see my pink balloon?

If you ever wanted to know

What I'm thinking of

It's my pink balloon

If I ever lost my pink balloon

It would be the end of me and you