O (Hidden Track)

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

Fly on

Flock of birds

Hovering above

Into smoke I'm turned and rise

Following them up

Still I always look up to the sky

Pray before the dawn

'Cause they fly away

One minute they arrive

Next you know they're gone

Fly on

Fly on, on

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