Well she`s walking through the clouds
With a circus mind that`s running round
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, little wing
