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