(Jimi Hendrix)nn Down the street you can hear her scream you're a disgracenAs she slams the door in his drunken face,nAnd now he stands outside and all the neighbours start to gossip and drool.nnHe cries Oh girl, you must be mad,nWhat happened to the sweet love you and me had?nAgainst the door he leans and starts a scene,nAnd his tears fall and burn the garden green.nnAnd so castles made of sand, fall in the sea, eventually.nnA little Indian brave who before he was ten, played war games innthe woods with his Indian friends, and he built a dream that when hengrew up, he would be a fearless warrior Indian Chief.nnMany moons passed and more the dream grew strong, until tomorrownHe would sing his first war song,nAnd fight his first battle, but something went wrong,nSuprise attack killed him in his sleep that nightnnAnd so castles made of sand, melts into the sea eventually.nnThere was a young girl, whose heart was a frown,nBecause she was crippled for life, and couldn't speak a soundnAnd she wished and prayed she would stop living, so she decided to die.nShe drew her wheel chair to the edge of the shore, and to her legs she smilednnYou won't hurt me no more.nBut then a sight she'd never seen made her JUMP AND SAYnLook, a golden winged ship is passing my waynAnd it really didn't have to stop...it just kept on going.nAnd so castles made of sand slips into the sea,nEventuallynnn-------------------------nnWell she's walking through the cloudsnwith a circus mindnthat's running wildnButterflies and zebras and moonbeamsnand fairly tales,nnThat's all she ever thinks about...nnRiding the windnnWhen I'm sad she comes to menwith a thousand smilesnshe gives to me freennIt's alright, she says,nit's alright,nTake anything you want from me,nanything.nnFly on, little wing.