is the world round,
as i float across the ground,
or is it square do they declare,

in my balloon the clouds so nice,
oh but the air as cold as ice,
looking down along the ground,
people look like ants,
that is sound,

candy floss i can almost touch,
clouds like cotton wool buds,
pink and white,
the rainbow shines right through,
a rainbow for me and you,

where is the pot of gold i can not see,
the only thing is the sea,
blues so nice the waves crash so high,
sand as golden, like the sky,

miles and miles i look at the bay,
sun sea and sky is what they say,
my balloon is oh so nice,
up here in the sky.