Well she's walking through the clouds
With a circus mind that's running wild
Butterflies and
zebras
And moonbeams and a fairy tale
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
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Fly on little wing
