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