Em G Well she's walkin through the clouds Am Em With a circus mind that's running wild Bm Bbm Am G Butterflies and zebras and moonbeams and fairy tales G C D That's all she ever think's about riding with the wind When I'm sad she comes to me With a thousand smiles she gives me free It's alright, it?s alright, she says it's alright Take anything you want from me, anything Fly on, fly on