Little Wing


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Well she's walking
through the clouds
with a circus mind
that's running wild
Butterflies and zebras
and moonbeams
and fairy tales
That's all she ever thinks about
Riding 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

Fly on little wing