Butterflies and fairy tales

Well, she’s walking through the clouds, With a circus mind that’s running wild, Butterflies and Zebras, And Moonbeams and fairy tales. That’s all she ever thinks about. Riding with the wind. Jimi Hendrix  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,Continue reading “Butterflies and fairy tales”