Little Wing

Well, she's walking through the clouds

With a circus mind

That's running 'round

Butterflies and zebras, the moon beams

And fairy tales

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, it's alright", she said

"Take anything you want from me

Anything"

Well, she's walking through the clouds

With a circus mind

That's running 'round

Butterflies and zebras the moon beams

And fairy tales

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, it's alright", she said

"Take anything, anything, anything, anything, anything

Anything"