Well she's walking through the clouds
With a circus smile [bad word] round
Butterflies and zebras and moonbeams and fairy tales
That's all she ever thinks about
She's riding with the wind

When I'm sad [bad word] 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
Anything, yeah

Well she's walking through the clouds
With a circus smile [bad word] round
Oh, butterflies and zebras and moonbeams and fairy tales
That's all she ever thinks about
She's riding with the wind, yeah

Yeah yeah yeah yeah little wing