A Dedication

To my anchor-



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 to come 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.

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 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.