Hot Air Balloon

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I am like a hot air balloon.
They say, my head is full of air.
Up in the clouds.
Dreaming high, imagination soaring.

Let them say it.
I'd rather be a hot air balloon.
Than wondering what I am.
Hot air balloons are free to journey.

I'll be a hot air balloon.
With no destination, no worries at all.
Seeing beauty and amazement;
In this wonderful world of dreams.

Leave me to my imagination,
It has taken me farther than reality.
Leave me to my dreams,
For they protect me from the dark.

Let me be a hot air balloon,
With a head full of hot air.
If you dare to join me,
There's room for one or two more.

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