Little Wing

	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