O (Hidden Track)

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 away 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 away One minute, they arrive Next, you know they're gone They 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 Don't ever let go Don't ever let go Don't ever let go Don't ever let go