Just like the white winged dove
Sounds like she's singing,
Just like the white winged dove
Sounds like she's singing
Like a strand in the wind
In the web that is my own
He was no more, than a baby then
Well he, seemed broken hearted
But the moment, that I first laid,
Eyes, on, him, all alone,
On the edge of, seventeen
I went today, maybe I will go again,
And the music there it was hauntingly,
With the words from a poet,
And the voice from a choir
And a melody, nothing else mattered
The clouds, never expect it,
But the sea changes colors,
And so, with the slow...graceful flow..
I went forth, with an age old,
On the edge of, seventeen
There was no one, left standing
That no one really ever heard fall at all
Oh I went searchin' for an answer,
Up the stairs, and down the hall
Well I hear you in the morning
Is to be unable, to hear you
I'm a few years older than you
Are (I'm a few years older than you) my love
Just like the white winged dove,
Sounds like she's singing
Oh baby, oh, said [Repeats]