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Well she's walking through the clouds
With a circus smile that's running round
Butterflies and zebras and moonbeams and fairy tales
That's all she ever thinks about
She's riding with 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
Anything, yeah
Well she's walking through the clouds
With a circus smile that's running round
Oh, butterflies and zebras and moonbeams and fairy tales
That's all she ever thinks about
She's riding with the wind, yeah
Yeah yeah yeah yeah little wing
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