Little Wing

Well she´s walking
Trough the clouds
With a circus mind
That´s running wild
Butterflies and zebras and moonbeams and
Fairytales
That´s all she ever thinks about
Riding with the wind

Oh, when i´m sad
She comes to me
With a thousand smiles
She gives to me free

It´s alright she said
It´s alright
Take anything you want from me
Anything..