Well she�s walking
Trough the clouds
With a circus mind
That�s running wild
Butterflies and zebras and moonbeams and
Fairytales
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..