When all the world is spinning ‘round 
 Like a red balloon way up in the clouds 
 And my feet will not stay on the ground
 You anchor me back down 

 I am nearly world renowned 
 As a restless soul who always skips town 
 But I look for you [bad word] around
 And anchor me back down 

 There are those who think that I’m strange
 They would box me up and tell me to change
 But you hold me close and softly say
 That you wouldn’t have me any other way 

 When people pin me as a clown
 You behave as though I’m wearing a crown
 When I’m lost I feel so very found
 When you anchor me back down 

 [bad word] 

 When all the world is spinning ‘round
 Like a red balloon way up in the clouds 
 And my feet will not stay on the ground
 You anchor me back down