"She's walking through the clouds, with a circus mind that's running wild. 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.......(And again my Little Wing flies on)Fly on Little Wing."
"She's walking through the clouds, with a circus mind that's running wild.
ReplyDeleteButterflies 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.......
(And again my Little Wing flies on)
Fly on Little Wing."