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I THINK IT WAS IN MAY OR JUNE,
ALONE IN A ROOM WITH A BLACK BALLOON,
AND I HATE BALLOONS. I SWEAR I ALWAYS HAVE.

I THINK IT WAS IN EARLY FALL,
YOU AND ME, WE PLAYED A GAME OF BASKETBALL,
AND I LET YOU WIN, EVEN THOUGH I ROCK FROM THREE POINT LAND.

FOR YOU IT'S GONNA BE WHAT I CAN DO,
I HOPE THERE'S ENOUGH BLUE IN MY BLOOD FOR YOU,
BUT IF IT'S RUNNING RED, I GUESS I'LL LIVE TO SEE OTHER DAYS.

WELL, THOSE OTHER DAYS AND FUTURE YEARS WILL BE SPENT THE SAME,
THAT'S WITH YOU MY DEAR SO SIT TIGHT AND HEAR,
WHAT I REALLY MEAN TO SAY.

DON'T YOU LEAVE ME TOO SOON,
HERE ALONE, WITH MY BLACK BALLOON.

LOST IN THESE DREAMS
LOST IN YOUR FANTASY
AND IF IT FADES TO GREY
BABY WOULD YOU STAY, WOULD YOU STAY?

IT'S SO TRUE WHAT THEY SAY WHEN YOU GET REALLY MAD,
YOU'RE BREAKING THROUGH YOUR WALLS; YOU FIND YOU'RE REALLY, SAD;
AND YOU'RE LEFT ALONE HOLDING PIECES OF A BROKEN HEART.

IT SEEMS SOMETIMES I DON'T TALK ABOUT IT,
IT DOESN'T MEAN I DON'T WANNA SCREAM OUT LOUD IT,
IT'S JUST IF I DO I'LL LOSE WHAT'S LEFT OF MY SANITY.

DON'T YOU LEAVE ME TOO SOON,
HERE ALONE, WITH MY BLACK BALLOON.

LOST IN THESE DREAMS
LOST IN YOUR FANTASY
AND IF IT FADES TO GREY
BABY WOULD YOU STAY, WOULD YOU STAY?