Thursday, August 4, 2011

Little Wing

The soul would have no rainbow had the eyes no tears.

Well she's walking through the clouds
With a circus mind that's running round
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

Fly on little wing
Yeah yeah yeah little wing