The Jimi Hendrix Experience - Little Wing

Well, she's walking through the clouds
With a circus mind that's running wild
Butterflies and zebras and moonbeams
And her fairy tales
That's all she ever thinks about
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, take anything
Anything

Fly on, little wing