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| Little Wing lyrics by jimi hendrix |
| Well, she's walking through the clouds, With a circus mind that's running wild Butterflies and Zebra, 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. |