Little Wing

Oh oh oh, oh ooh oh, oh oh ooh
Well she’s walking through the clouds
With the circus mind that’s running around
Butterflies, and zebras, and moonbeams, and fairy tales
Riding with the wind.
When I’m sad, she comes to me
With a thousand smiles
She gives to me free
Listen it’s alright she says, it’s alright
Take anything you want from me
Anything
Ooh all right
When she’s walking through the clouds
With the circus mind that’s running around
Well it’s alright it’s alright
Take anything you want from me
Anything
Anything
Ohh
Well it’s alright, it’s alright
Whoo ooh
Well it’s alright, it’s alright (alright)
Well it’s alright, it’s alright
Well it’s alright, it’s alright
Alright