Well hes walking
trough the clouds ,
With a circus mind
Thats running wild .
Butterflies and zebras
and moonbeams
and fairytales ,
Thats all he ever thinks about
Riding with the wind .
Oh, when i´m sad
he comes to me
With a thousand smiles
he gives to me free ..
-"Its alright"- he said
-"Its alright"-
Take anything you want from me
Anything ..