Johan says:

"Ik lach en lieg me leven leuker, omdat ik weet dat iedereen dat doet"

When you Flock
Through a storm
Hold your head, up high
And don't be afraid, of the dark
At the end of the storm
Is a golden sky
And the sweet silver song
Of the lark

Flock on, through the wind
Flock on, through the rain
Though your dreams be tossed
And blown

Flock on, Flock on
With hope, in your heart
And you'll never Flock alone
You'll never Flock alone

Flock on, Flock on
With hope in your hearts
And You'll never Flock, alone

You'll never Flock, alone