A flock of birds
Hovering above
Just a flock of birds
It's how you think of love
And I always
Look up to the sky
Waiting for the dawn
Still I always
Sometimes they arrive
Sometimes they are gone
Fly on
A flock of birds
Hovering above
In a [?]
Following them up
Still I always
Look up to the sky
[?] the dawn
Cause if I always
One minute they arrive
Next you know they're gone
Fly on
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