Paroles de Little WingWell, she's walking through the clouds
With a circus mind that's running wild
Butterflies and zebras and 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
She says, it's all right, take anything you want from me, anything
Fly on, little wing |
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