fluffball on a garbagetruck
full of luck though it got stuck
a ride to nowhere. i've got time.
peaceful with a friendly shine.
go on. ask me how i cope - it's cause i float
a chearful little fluffball full of hope.
on a string that i can't cut
poor balloon. your life sounds tough.
if i don't move i don't get hurt
but i still do isn't that absurd?
go on. ask me how i cope - it's cause i float
i'm a red balloon and full of hope.
they pass, they stay, but smile at me
the new best fix is the optimist for cure
mind is a tool for changing time
for bending up a line as a friendly libertine.
i joke and keep whistling a note as i float