Balloon-heart

balloon

My heart was a red little balloon and I let it fly that night,
Slowly the string got out of hand, and the balloon-heart out of sight.

I tried to follow it,  I ran along too,
And then I bumped into someone, I had bumped into you.

Standing in the cold, cold, night, you my held heart so tight,
The sun might not have been there, but despite the darkness, it  was so bright.

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