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