Well shes walking through the clouds
With a circus
mind thats running wild
Butterflies
and zebras
And moonbeams and a fairy tale

Thats all she ever thinks about
Riding the wind

When Im sad she comes to me
With a thousand smiles she gives to me free
Its alright she says...its alright
Take anything you want from me
Anything

Fly on little wing
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Fly on little wing