Red Balloon Never Shout Never

A lonely red balloon
Tied down to his worries
Dreams of taking flight
Slowly moving out of sight

To a sky curious blue
Infinite, inviting
A prisoner of self doubt
He whispers to himself:

"Why can't I cut the ribbon tied around my neck?
Then maybe I could finally breathe
Then maybe I could finally see
The bigger picture staring back at me"

Monday's my weekend
Tuesday's alright
Hey! Hey! I'm ready!
It's go time! Go time!
Green is my color
Sunshine's my sky
Hey! Hey! It's go time!
It's go time! Go time!
Hey! Hey! I'm ready!
It's go time! Go time!