Testo e attacchi
Strofa
Well she's walkin' through the clouds
With a circus mind that's running wild
Butterflies and zebras and moonbeams and, uh fairy tales.
Parlato
That's all she ever thinks about, riding with the wind.
Strofa
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.
Parlato
Anything anything
Ritornello
Fly on little wing
Finale
Yea, yea, yea, yea little baby