Little Wing

Now she's walking
thru the clouds
With a circus mind
That's running wild
Butterflies and zebras
And moonbeams and fairytales
All she ever thinks about
is 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 y
ou want from me
Anything

Fly little wing...