作曲 : Jimi Hendrix

Well, she's walking through the clouds,

With a circus smile that’s running wild,

Butterflies and zebra

And Moonbeams and fairy tales.

That's all she ever thinks about.

Riding with the wind.

Lord 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