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
Fly little wing
