Just like the white winged dove sings a song
Sounds like she's singing, ooo, ooo, ooo
Just like the white winged dove sings a song
Sounds like she's singing, ooo baby, oooo, said ooo

And the days go by like a strand in the wind
In the web that is my own, I begin again
Said to my friend, baby, nothin' else mattered

Well, he was no more than a baby then
Well, he seemed broken hearted, something within him
But the moment that I first laid eyes on him all alone
On the edge of seventeen
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Just like the white winged dove sings a song
Sounds like she's singing, ooo, baby, ooo, said, ooo
Just like the white winged dove sings a song
Sounds like she's singing, ooo, baby, ooo, said, ooo

I went today maybe I will go again tomorrow, yeah, yeah
And the music there it was hauntingly familiar
And I see you doing what I try to do for me
With the words of a poet and the voice of a choir
And a melody, nothing else mattered
 [bad word] 

The clouds never expect it when it rains
But the sea changes colors but the sea does not change
And so with the slow graceful flow of age
I went forth with an age old desire to please
On the edge of seventeen
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Just like the white winged dove sings a song
Sounds like she's singing, ooo, baby, ooo, said, ooo