Little Wing sing and play along

Well, she's walkin'

through the clouds

with a circus mind that's running wild.

Butterflies and zebras and moonbeams

and, uh, fairy tales:

that's 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 she says.

It's alright.

Take anything you want from me,

anything. Anything.

walkin' through the clouds

with a circus mind that's running wild.

Butterflies and zebras and moonbeams

and, uh, fairy tales:

that's 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 she says.

It's alright.

Take anything you want from me,

anything. Anything.