Sick Puppies White Balloons
I’m holding on to white balloons
Up against a sky of doom
Tell me you see them
Cause what’s inside of me
Is invisible to most
Even in clear view
I’m sending out a signal to
The possibility of you
Cause right at this moment
I know you’re connected to a part of me
That I don’t even know myself
The changes in me
Are likely to be like the weather
Stormy and clear
Strength interfere bound together
But I’ll break my silence
If I believe that you and me
Could ever be more than just
What’s been behind us
I tried and left
I came and went
I got rejected out again
But no one believes me
I’ve worn a hundred faces of
The character of placements
And now nobody sees me
The changes in me
Are likely to be
Like the weather
Cloudy at best
Angels lift me
Are you with me?
I’m holding onto you
Like I’m holding on to white balloons
Carry me away
I hope that you’ll break
Angels lift me
Are you with me?
I’m holding onto you
Like I’m holding on to white balloons
Carry me away
I hope that you’ll break
I hope that you’ll break
Don’t break.
Cause what’s inside of me
Is invisible to most
Even in clear view
