Little Wing

Well, she's walking through the clouds

A circus mind that's running around

Butterflies and zebras and fairy tales

That's all she ever thinks about

And when I'm sad, she comes to meet me

A thousand smiles she gives to me free

Said it's all right, do anything you want for me

Anything at all, babe

Anything, yeah

Well, she's walking through the clouds

With a circus mind that's running 'round

Butterflies and zebras and fairy tales

That's all she ever thinks about

And when I'm sad, she comes to meet me

With a thousand smiles she gives to me free

Said it's all right, take anything you want from me, baby

Anything at all

Fly on Little Wing

Baby, baby