Well she`s walking through the clouds
With a circus mind that`s running `round.
Butterflies and zebras, fairy tales,
That`s all she ever thinks about.
When I`m sad she comes to me
With a thousand smiles she gives to me free.
Said, It`s all right, take anything you want,
Anything you want, anything.
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Fly on, little wing.
