Air Balloon

When I waste all and dream away
There can be times I wish I'd stayed
Stayed inside of your air balloon
Up in a dream of afternoon
When the duties all been paid
And I feel satisfied and saved
See you there in the air balloon
Glowing, awaiting the silver moon
Save me, put out the fire and
Praise me, don't leave me stranded
Save me, I could be something sacred
Something you'd surely praise, instead
You brake me and finally I'll be gone
Save me, put out the fire and
Praise me, don't leave me stranded
Save me, I could be something sacred
Something you'd surely praise, instead
You brake me and finally I'll be gone