| Eb | Bb/D | Gm | F Bb/D | [x2]
| Eb | Bb/D | Gm | F Bb/D | A flock of birds, hovering above| Eb | Bb/D | Gm | F Bb/D | Just a flock of birds, that's how you think of love | Eb | Bb/D | Gm | F Bb/D |And I always look up to the sky Pray before the dawn | Eb | Bb/D | Gm | F Bb/D |'Cause they fly away Sometimes they arrive Sometimes they are gone They fly on
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| Eb | Bb/D | Gm | F Bb/D | A flock of birds, hovering above| Eb | Bb/D | Gm | F Bb/D | Into smoke I'm turned, and rise, following 'em up | Eb | Bb/D | Gm | F Bb/D |And I always look up to the sky Pray before the dawn | Eb | Bb/D | Gm | F Bb/D |'Cause they fly away One minute, they arrive Next, you know they're gone
| Eb | Bb/D | Gm | F Bb/D |They fly on | Eb | Bb/D | Gm | F Bb/D |Fly on, oh
| Eb | F | Bb/D | Gm Bb/D |So fly on, ride through Maybe one day, I'll fly next to you | Eb | F | Bb/D | Gm Bb/D |Fly on, ride through Maybe one day, I can fly with you
| Eb Bb/D | Eb Bb/D | [x2]Fly on EbFly on
