jueves, 28 de agosto de 2008

Little Wing ♥

Well 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 all right she said, it's all right
take anything you want from me
anything .......

Fly on Little Wing