Little Ivey lyrics
Well she's walking
Through the clouds To the circus life That's running wild Butterflies and zebras moving In a fairy tale That's all she ever thinks about Riding with the wind Lord when I'm sad When I'm sad she comes to me Her thousand smiles she gives to me free Its alright it's alright she says it's alright Take anything you want form me Anything, anything
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