Little Wing

Jimi Hendrix

Well, she's walking through the cloudsWith a circus mindThat's running roundButterflies and zebras and moonbeamsAnd fairy Tales

That's all she ever thinks about

Riding with the wind

When I'm sad, she comes to meWith a thousand smilesShe gives to me free

It's alright, she saidIt's alrightTake anything you want from meYou can take anything, anything

Fly on, little wingYeah, yeah, yeah, little wing