WELL, SHE WALKING
THROUGH THE CLOUDS
WITH A CIRCUS MIND
THAT'S RUNNING WILD
BUTTERFLIES AND ZEBRAS
AND MOONBEAMS
AND HER FAIRY TALES
THAT'S ALL SHE EVER
THINKS ABOUT
RIDING WITH THE WIND
WELL, SHE WALKING
THROUGH THE CLOUDS
WITH A CIRCUS MIND
THAT'S RUNNING WILD
BUTTERFLIES AND ZEBRAS
AND MOONBEAMS
AND HER FAIRY TALES
THAT'S ALL SHE EVER
THINKS ABOUT
RIDING WITH THE WIND
TIMES HAVE CHANGED AND TIMES ARE STRANGE HERE I COME BUT I AIN'T THE SAME MAMA, I'M COMING HOME