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A flock of birds Hovering above Just a flock of birds That's how you think of love

And I always Look up to the sky Pray before the dawn 'Cause they fly always Sometimes, they arrive Sometimes, they are gone They fly on

A flock of birds Hovering above Into smoke I'm turned and rise Following 'em up

Still, I always Look up to the sky Pray before the dawn 'Cause they fly always One minute, they arrive Next, you know they're gone They fly on

Fly on Oh, so fly on, ride through Maybe, one day, I'll fly next to you Fly on, ride through Maybe, one day, I can fly with you Fly on Fly on Fly on

Don't ever let go Don't ever let go Don't ever let go Don't ever let go