We wrote a prelude   To our own fairy tale   And bought a parachute   At a church rummage sale      And with a mean sewing machine   And miles of thread   We sewed the day above L.A.   In navy and red      We wound a race track   Through your mom's kitchen chairs   And fought the shadows back   Down your dark basement stairs      I lit a match, then let it catch   To light up the room   And then you yelled as we beheld   An old maroon hot air balloon      I'll be out of my mind   And you'll be out of ideas   Pretty soon   So let's spend   The afternoon in a cold hot air balloon   Leave your jacket behind   Lean out and touch the treetops over town   I can't wait   To kiss the ground   Wherever we touch back down      La la la la la laaa   La la la la la laaa      We drank the Great Lakes   Like cold lemonade   And both got stomach aches   Sprawled out in the shade      So bored to death you held your breath   And I tried not to yawn   You made my frown turn upside down   And now my worries are gone      I'll be out of my mind   And you'll be out of ideas   Pretty soon   So let's spend   The afternoon in a cold hot air balloon   Leave your jacket behind   Lean out and touch the treetops over town   I can't wait   To kiss the ground   Wherever we touch back down      I'll be out of my mind   And you'll be out of ideas   Pretty soon   So let's spend   The afternoon in a cold hot air balloon   Leave your jacket behind   Lean out and touch the treetops over town   I can't wait   To kiss the ground   Wherever we touch back down