Little Wing

Well, she's walking through the clouds With a circus mind That's running 'round Butterflies and zebras, the moon beams And fairy tales All she ever thinks about Riding with the wind When I'm sad, she comes to me With a thousand smiles She gives to me free "It's alright, it's alright", she said "Take anything you want from me Anything" Well, she's walking through the clouds With a circus mind That's running 'round Butterflies and zebras the moon beams And fairy tales All she ever thinks about Riding with the wind When I'm sad, she comes to me With a thousand smiles She gives to me free "It's alright, it's alright", she said "Take anything, anything, anything, anything, anything Anything"