Crying - Gala

Time For goodbyes In a breath they take to the sky

The cold Is here to stay They’ll migrate faraway

Like those birds I’ll fly Nothing’s left behind It’s your turn to miss me I’ll

be impossible to find

Like a bird I’ll fly Nothing’s left behind And I won’t Look back again I’ve

made up my mind

You’ll be crying Crying Crying Like you should

Crying Crying Crying like I cried for you

Time to take flight They will travel through the night The moon will light the

way Beyond the dawn another day

Like those birds I’ll fly Nothing’s left behind It’s your turn to miss me I’ll

be impossible to find

Like a bird I’ll fly Nothing’s left behind And I won’t Look back again I’ve

made up my mind

I’ll be Flying, Flying I’ll be flying, flying, flying like I should Flying away

from you