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
|