if i could borrow from the future and I'd spend it with you, darling, in a very special I'd treat you to a sundae on a Saturday afternoon and we'd spend the night together throwing snowballs at the moon
we'd be aiming high and we'd be aiming low, winding up together, lord, and lettin' them snowballs go and after every throw we'd share a little kiss make sweet love together every time we'd miss
oh I'd like to meet the artist who painted up the sky and I'd ask him what that color was he brushed against your eyes and could he paint a picture of two lovers in one balloon who go flying off together to throw snowballs at the moon
we'd be aiming high, we'd be aiming low winding up together, lord and letting them snowballs go and after every throw we'd share a little kiss make sweet love together everytime we'd miss
if we could stop the world from spinning take it nice and slow I bet that we could hit once just before we go
but we keep aiming high, we keep aiming low chorus
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