O Paloma, the skies have not been kind to you O Paloma, to weather the storm you'd painted blue. Silence in your struggle, living life like there's nothing wrong. We didn't even notice, all we heard was the morning song. Until the sky fell into pieces, the night our life fell into pieces too. Try to fly against the wind, even with a broken wing, as the sky fell into pieces. My Paloma, where is a broken dove to go? O Paloma, if only you had let me know. Was it joy or sadness that you felt on the night you flew? I found you fighting in the darkness, there was beauty in there too. The night the sky fell into pieces and our life fell into pieces too. Try to fly against the wind, even with a broken wing, as the sky fell into pieces. Pieces hiding all the pain, don't put the pieces back again. The night the sky fell into pieces and our life fell into pieces too. Try to fly against the wind, even with a broken wing, as the sky fell into pieces. And the sky fell into pieces and our life fell into pieces too. Try to fly against the wind, even with a broken wing, as the sky fell into pieces. Fly Paloma, fly Paloma, fly Paloma, one day you're gonna fly. Fly Paloma, fly Paloma, fly Paloma, one day you're gonna fly. Fly Paloma, fly Paloma, fly Paloma, one day you're gonna fly.