Little wing - Jimi Hendrix

Well she's walking through the clouds
with a circus mind that's running round
Butterflies and zebras
And moonbeams and fairytales
That's all she thinks about
Riding in 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.

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