The Perfect Life

I’ve been dreaming about the perfect life
No one needed to hold on to anything
We strapped ourselves to big balloons
Then we realised we’re in outer space
I’ll follow where you lead
Take me to your house
Let’s have some cheap wine
And find out who we are
I’ve been asking around for my address
‘Round my neck a bell tied on a string
Behind the stripes, the polka dots
They want to know what’s wrong
Well, it’s everything
I’ll follow where you lead
Take me to your house
Let’s have some cheap wine
And find out who we are
I know I’m far too young
To be saying my goodbyes
Oh, let’s have one more drink
'Cause you know time flies