I once travelled a lonely road,
When the moon was high and the winds were cold,
Too far from where my mind felt like home,
Too far from where my heart intended to go.
And as I looked up, my eyes set on a sight mildly blue,
Militating the darkness, like very little can do,
Soaring up high, and ever so sly,
Taking a wandering mind and making him sigh,
And I saw you, in the aurora that erupted before me,
And I saw you, in a moment in passing that burst free,
And I saw you, in those rare occasions when time ceased,
And I saw you, and the words in my heart were free to bleed,
And I held you close, and I kissed the smile,
And I begged you, to just stay a while,
For this moment, like the others, would come to pass,
And I saw you, like me, wanted this moment to last,
I once travelled a lonely road,
When the moon was high and the winds were cold,
And it was you, and the balloons in the night sky, that a story told,
And it was you, and the balloons in the night sky, that took me home.
