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



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