Little Wing Lyrics - B-side Ourselves - Skid Row

Well she's walking 

Trough the clouds 

With a circus mind 

That's running wild 

Butterflies and zebras and moonbeams and 

Fairy tales 

That's all she ever thinks about 

Riding with the wind 

Oh, when I'm sad 

She comes to me 

With a thousand smiles 

She gives to me free 

It's alright she said 

It's alright 

Take anything you want from me 

Anything...