Lyrics：Jimi Hendrix Music：Jimi Hendrix
Well, she's walking through the clouds
with a circus mind
that's running round
Butterflies and zebras and moonbeams
and fairy tales,
All she ever talks about...
Riding the wind
When I'm sad she comes to me
with a thousand smiles
she gives to me free
It's alright, It's alright, she says,
Take anything you want from me,
anything...
Well, she's walking through the clouds
with a circus mind
that's running round
Butterflies and zebras and moonbeams
and fairy tales,
All she ever talks about...
When I'm sad she comes to me
with a thousand smiles
she gives to me free
It's alright, It's alright, she says,
Take anything you want from me, anything,
anything...
Fly on, little wing