A Balloon On A Broken String

I'm not a boy, I'm a big, fat balloon

Flapping in the wind

Floating over the treetops on a broken string

I've never been tied down to anything

Because I'm free I suppose

I can go where I want to go

I drift carelessly on a summer breeze

I bounce above the trees

I try to be cheerful but I can feel myself

Deflating all the time up in the sky

Because I'm a balloon on a broken string

I'm not attached to anyone

Or anything anymore

Oh, oh, oh, schooby-doo, tra, la, la

I'm sad and alone

But you'd never know it to look at me

I look ever so happy up here by myself

But I wish sometimes I looked the way I felt

Because I'm a balloon on a broken string

I'm don't belong to anyone

Or anything anymore, anymore

I'm a balloon on a broken string

I'm not attached to anyone or anything

I'm a balloon on a broken string

I don't belong to anyone or anything

And I know I look shiny and bouncy

But I'm all empty inside

And I worry that if I was to just burst suddenly

Then nobody would even notice me

I know I look shiny and bouncy

But I'm all empty inside

And I worry that if I was to just burst suddenly

Then nobody would even notice me

I know I look shiny and bouncy

But I'm all empty inside

And I worry that if I was to just burst suddenly

Then nobody would even notice me

I know I look shiny and bouncy

But I'm all empty inside

And I worry that if I was to just burst suddenly

Then nobody would even notice me