Snowballs

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