Little Wing

Now she＇s walking through 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 you want from me
Anything
Now she＇s walking through 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 you want from me
Anything
Fly Little Wing...Yeah, Yeah
Fly Little Wing...
I want her to fly