Little Wing
Eric Clapton
Well she's walking through the clouds
With a circus mind that's running 'round.
Butterflies and zebras
And fairy tales
And 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
And fairy tales
And 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
"And it's all right, all right, take anything you want
from me babe, anything"
Fly on, little wing.
