Well shes walking through the clouds
With a circus mind thats running round
Butterflies and zebras
And moonbeams and fairy tales
Thats all she ever thinks about
Riding with the wind.
When Im sad, she comes to me
With a thousand smiles, she gives to me free
Its alright she says its alright
Take anything you want from me, anything
Anything.
Fly on little wing.
If I could put my soul into the guitar
like the genious soul of Hendrix, that
eaten the sun and gave it back though his music.
like the genious soul of Hendrix, that
eaten the sun and gave it back though his music.
I would write a song myself
Que te faria sem duvida jus.
Que te faria sem duvida jus.
