☽↟little wing↡☾

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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 Anything

Fly on little wing...