Well, she's walking through the clouds,
With a circus mind that's running wild.
b***erflies and zebras,
And moonbeams and the 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.'
Fly on little wing,
Yeah, yeah, yeah, little wing.
With a circus mind that's running wild.
b***erflies and zebras,
And moonbeams and the 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.'
Fly on little wing,
Yeah, yeah, yeah, little wing.