Well, she's walking through the clouds With a circus mind, That's running wild. Butterflies and zebras and moonbeams And fairytales,
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.
LRC_PPCLAN
[00:20.30] [00:25.30] [00:35.30]Well, she's walking through the clouds [00:42.32]With a circus mind, [00:45.57]That's running wild. [00:49.84]Butterflies and zebras and moonbeams [00:55.66]And fairytales, [00:58.57] [00:59.04]That's all she ever thinks about . [01:01.04] [01:01.64]Riding with the wind. [01:03.48] [01:07.72]When I'm sad, she comes to me [01:15.46]With a thousand smiles [01:18.45]She gives to me free. [01:20.33] [01:22.38]It's alright, she says, [01:24.78]It's alright; [01:28.40]Take anything you want from me, [01:31.10]Anything. [01:32.75] [01:44.74]Fly on, little wing. [01:48.67] [01:52.43]LRC_PPCLAN
