Little Wing

Well, she's walking through the clouds
With a circus smile that's running round
Butterflies and zebras and moonbeams
And fairy tales
That's all she ever thinks about
She's 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 said, it's alright
Take anything you want from me
Anything, anything, yeah

Well, she's walking through the clouds
With a circus smile that's running round
Oh, butterflies and zebras and moonbeams
And fairy tales
That's all she ever thinks about
She's riding with the wind, yeah

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
With the wind