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 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
Fly on little wing
