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