Little wing
by Sheryl Crow
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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.
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.