Now she's walking through the clouds with a circus mind that's running wild   Butterflies and zebras   And moonbeams and fairytales   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      Now she's walking through the clouds with a circus mind that's running wild   Butterflies and zebras   And moonbeams and fairytales   All she ever thinks about is riding with the wind      Oh   Ronnie Wood