Little Wing - Jimi Hendrix/Eric Clapton (艾力克·克莱普顿)
Well she's walking through the clouds
With a circus mind
That's running wild
Butterflies and zebras and moonbeams
And fairly tales
That's all she ever thinks about
Riding the wind
Loed when I'm sad
When I'm said she comes to me
With a thousand smiles
She gives to me free
It's alright
It's alright she says
It's alright
Take anything you want from me
Anything
Anything