A burst of joy,
inside the boy
a click-eddy-clack
well, this or that
the little boy
joggled all kinds of stuff
an ice-cream cone, did he
yes, all of that
He skipped and bounced
a red balloon
just weigh an ounce
tied to a string
ascending larks sing
a lick-eddy split
He clicked both heels
a zoom, a zest and zeal
As fast, as grease lightening
to the top of the hill
like a trumpet, and
a chorus of ducks,
he blew out a shout, did he
hey, look at me,
just look what I got
a red balloon
yes, I like it a lot
then a strong gust of wind came along
with a thump, a thrash and a snatched
away with a zoom and a red balloon
much too far for me to catch
the red balloon climbed
above snow white clouds,
clouds appeared like
fluffy mashed potatoes,
waiting for a spoon
the red balloon soared,
as free as a bird,
without a word
Well, it decided
to go to the moon,
The red balloon shined,
As bright as the silver, spoon
So, the red balloon dream
believed it could fly,
through the air with ease, and
danced above the ground
like a Tennessee Waltz,
on a park bench or tied to a tree,
the red balloon traveled above
kings and castles
Well, the red balloon sailed away from the
little boy’s hand, but just around the
corner and up over the bend, you can find
a red balloon dream, in a little boy's heart
