She's walking through the clouds

Well shes walking through the clouds
With a circus mind thats running round
Butterflies and zebras
And moonbeams and fairy tales
Thats all she ever thinks about
Riding with the wind.

Riding with the wind
She feels like Hiroshima
And singing into clouds
Dives like a dolphin
And I know it's cold right there
I know it aches so softly
Like walking through the clouds
With zebras and butterflies
That's all she flies about