Club 8 Where Birds Don't Fly
I had it going
Didn't want to show it
Took it all for granted
So when I lost it I could say
I didn't want it anyway,it's OK
*Where birds don't fly
That's where I'm going to be
And if you see I'm back the very next day
That is not me*
I had it going
Couldn't really show it
If I did I'd lose it
Superstitious
I stayed too ambitious
Waiting for the final act
And never come back
Where I'm going
You can't see me
You can't meet me
Even if you wanted to
Where I'm going
There are no streets
But I'll be walking
The streets of my home town
