Little Wing
Well, she‘s walking through the clouds
With a circus mind
That‘s running wild
Butterflies and zebras and moonbeams
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 says
Take anything you want from me,
Anything
Well, she‘s walking through the clouds
With a circus mind
Turnin‘ ‘round
Butterflies and zebras and moonbeams
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 says,
Take anything, anything, anything, anything
Anything, anything