I put my heart in a red balloon But I let it go too soon, let it go on the boulevard Where wicked winds blow so hard Maybe had I looked up I would have seen that
The sky is full of red balloons Red balloons are full of broken hearts Broken hearts are floating by a chance Will they burst or drift into arms? Will they burst or drift into arms?
I put my voice in a red balloon For you it sang too many tunes haunted by those melodies I let it go with the breeze Maybe had I looked up I would have seen that
The sky is full of red balloons Red balloons are full of broken hearts Broken hearts are floating by a chance Will they burst or drift into arms? Will they burst or drift into arms?
I put my eyes in a red balloon To watch you with the light of the moon But seeing you holding hands With another girl and making plans Well, I just had to set you free and finally see that
The sky is full of red balloons Red balloons are full of broken hearts Broken hearts are floating by a chance Will they burst or drift into arms? Will they burst or drift into arms?