Old Balloons

I want to sail across the sea
On a carbon factory
With people just like me
I want to fly across the Sun
Watching all the Friends re-runs
With that milk-coco rum
Until I fall asleep

I don't know how but I've got to get there soon
Holding onto me
Holding onto you
Like a child clinging onto old balloons
I'm holding onto me
I'm holding onto you

Du-du-du-du-du-du
Du-du-du-du-du-du
Du-du-du-du
Du-du-du-du

Throwing bags and watching planes
In the California waves
With English boys like us
If you can stomach sycophants
Then the floor is yours to dance
In the temporary love
Until you fall asleep

I don't know how but I've got to get there soon
Holding onto me
Holding onto you
Like a child clinging onto old balloons
I'm holding onto me
Holding onto you

All the kaleidoscopes
The green and red and blue and gold
They make me alive
I felt I wanted more
But I'm just happy being yours
Oh, I-I-I

I don't know how but I've got to get there soon
Holding onto me
Holding onto you