Little Wing lyrics
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 talks about... Riding with 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
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