Little Wing

Lyrics: Little Wing

Well, she's walking through the clouds
With a circus mime
That's running wild
Butterflies and zebras and moonbeams
And fairly 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 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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