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