WELL, SHE'S WALKING THROUGH THE CLOUDS
WITH A CIRCUS MIND THAT'S RUNNING WILD
BUTTERFLIES AND ZEBRAS
AND MOONBEAMS AND FAIRY TALES
THAT'S ALL SHE EVER THINKS ABOUT
RIDING WITH THE WIND; WHEN I'M SAD, SHE COMES TO ME
WITH A THOUSAND SMILES SHE SETS ME FREE
IT'S ALRIGHT, SHE SAYS IT'S ALRIGHT
TAKE ANYTHING YOU WANT FROM ME
ANYTHING
FLY ON LITTLE WING
