walking back

Puesta de sol. Noche en el castillo (4)  -  t&e

Well she's walking through the clouds

With a circus mind that's running round

Butterflies and zebras

And moonbeams and fairy tales

That's all she ever thinks about

Riding with the wind.

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.

Fly on little wing,

Yeah yeah, yeah, little wing

Ni se cuantos ocasos habré visto ahí mismo. A veces acompañado, las menos.
Casi siempre solo sentado ahí si el tiempo lo permitía. 
Ahora es casi imposible verlo a solas a menos que haga un frío infernal.