The cloud of pink balloons did fly
Past my window as I lay
Thinking of pink balloons flying
Over fields of the pinkest hay

And the cloud of pink balloons did land
Upon my bed and covered me
In dreams of pink cotton candy clouds
And the pinkest honey and tea

// After celebrating Avic's birthday with a pretty pink 'Party Girl' cake and pink balloons and pink ribbons (yes, Avic is a guy who's manliness we just disintegrated), can barely say I am in my right mind. Maybe I am in my left//