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
Till we kiss the ground
Wherever we touch back down

La la la laa laaaa
La la la la
La la laa laaaa

Lo sé, soy tonta... el día de ayer, trás una crisis de taldeos... borré mi blog... sip, Hello Musume ya no existe ): ... ahora es Mitsui-aikafan ... este es mi nuevo blog ... dedicado obviamente... a Mitsi ^^.. espero que lo visiten he?