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 alright she says it s alright
Take anything you want from me,
Anything.
Fly on little wing,
Yeah yeah, yeah, little wing
Categorias: Letras Charly Garcia
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