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