IF I WERE A HOT-AIR BALLOON
by
Russ Mars
If I were a hot-air balloon
I'd dance among the clouds,
I'd carry you away, my love,
far above the crowds.
Away from cloying fingers
of memories painful still,
sailing faithful to our hearts,
true to God's good will.
Toward my rainbowed canopy
you'd reach with love and trust,
ever certain that no matter what,
I'd hold you as I must.
I'd hold you gently and free from harm,
and carry you swift and sure,
I would take you ever higher,
and you'd always be secure.
If I were a hot-air balloon,
these things I'd surely do,
But I'm not this, I'm just a man,
so this I promise true,
to love you always faithfully,
and walk forever next to you.
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