Where are we going?
Heaven alone only knows
Which way the wind is blowing
And if we'll ever make it home
Are we lost, or chasing rainbows
Or is their more to what meets the eye
In the air, pretending to be angels
Make-believing we can fly
Like this red balloon
Under the sky, across the moon
Stay away from roses,
Cause they can only hurt you
(Say you love, say that you love) Won't you say, that you love me
