Now she's walkin' thru the clouds

with a circus mind

That's runnin' wild...

Butterflies and zebras
and moonbeans
and fairy tales
all she ever thinks about is riding with the wind.

When I'm sad she comes to me

With a thousand smiles

She gives to me, free

It's alright, it's alright' she says
Take anything you want from me
Anything

[make it real]

[Or take it all away]