(Jimi Hendrix)

Well she's walking through the clouds
With a circus mind that's running 'round
Butterflies and zebras, fairy tales
That's all she ever thinks about

When I'm sad she comes to me
With a thousand smiles she gives to me free
Said, "It's all right, take anything you want
Anything you want, anything."

Well she's walking through the clouds
With a circus mind that's running 'round
Butterflies and zebras, fairy tales
That's all she ever thinks about

When I'm sad she comes to me
With a thousand smiles she gives to me free
Said, "It's all right, take anything you want
Anything you want, anything."

Fly on, little wing