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 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