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