Always thought I'd make a great dad some day. Now the time has come to father my inner-child, show him the way. Help him to grow, teach him to let go of this place.
Do I have to grow up right now? I can't help but think it's too soon. Lead me back to those golden years I was a little boy with the brightest balloon.
As I held on tight to that golden string, I felt my heart deflate as I exhaled a dream. I watched it float, saying my goodbyes into space.
Do I have to grow up right now? I can't help but think it's too soon. Take me back to those golden years I was a little boy with the brightest balloon. A dream's floating above my head and everyone wishes theirs would come true. I'll remember before I'm dead I was a little boy with the brightest balloon, and a bright future, too. With a heart light as air, take me back take me there.