Well, she's walking
Through the clouds
With a circus mind
That's running wild
bu*terflies 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
Anything
Fly on, little wing