Well she's walking
Through the clouds
with a circus mind
that's running wild
Butterflies and zebras
and moonbeams
And fairy tales
that's 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
she says it's alright
Take anything
you want from me
anything
Anything!
Fly on little wing
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
little wing