Little Wing - Jimi Hendrix

Written by Alphons Wiera Kusuma

Monday, 07 July 2008 00:36

Little Wing
by Jimi Hendrix

Well, she's walking through the clouds,
With a circus mind that's running wild,
Butterflies and Zebras,
And Moonbeams and 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,
Anything.
Fly on little wing.