Little Wing (Live at the Fillmore East)

Well, she's walking through the clouds

With a circus mind that's running around

Butterflies and zebras and fairy tales

That's all she ever thinks about

And when I'm sad, she comes to me

A thousand smiles she gives to me free

Said it's all right, take anything you want from me

(Anything you want, babe) (Anything)

Well, she's walking through the clouds

With a circus mind that's running around

Butterflies and zebras and fairy tales

That's all she ever thinks about

And 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 from me, baby

(Anything you want) (Anything)

Whoo

Fly on little wing

Baby, baby

Fly on