Little Wing (Live)

Well she's walking through the clouds

With a circus mind that's running wild

Butterflies and zebras

And moonbeams and a fairy tale

That's all she ever thinks about

Riding the wind

When I'm sad she comes to me

With a thousand smiles she gives to me free

It's alright she says it's alright

Take anything you want from me

Anything

Fly on little wing

Yeah yeah yeah

Fly on little wing