Well She's Walking Through The Clouds

With A Circus Mind

That's Running Wild

Butterflies And Zebras And Moonbeams

And Fairly Tales,



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.