edge of seventeen (ost american horror story) (исполнитель: stevie nicks)
Just like the white winged dove... Sings a song... Sounds like shes singing... Whoo... whoo... whoo... Just like the white winged dove... Sings a song... Sounds like shes singing... Ooo baby... ooo... 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 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 Just like the white winged dove... Sings a song... Sounds like shes singing... Ooo baby... ooo... said ooo... Just like the white winged dove... Sings a song... Sounds like shes singing... Said ooo baby... ooo... said ooo Well I went today... maybe I will go again... Tomorrow Yea yea well the music there well it was hauntingly... Familiar Well I see you doing... What I try to do for me With the words from a poet... And a voice from a choir And a melody... nothing else mattered Just like the white winged dove... Sings a song... Sounds like shes singing... Ooo baby... ooo... said ooo Just like the white winged dove... Sings a song... Sounds like shes singing... Ooo baby... ooo... said ooo The clouds... never expect it... When it rains But the sea changes color... 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 Oooooooooaaaaaaaaaahhhhhh. Just like the white winged dove... Sings a song... Sounds like shes singing... Ooo baby... ooo... said ooo Just like the white winged dove... Sings a song... Sounds like shes singing... Ooo baby... ooo... said ooo Well then suddenly... There was no one... left standing In the hall... yeah yeah... In a flood of tears That no one really ever heard fall at all Well I went searchin for an answer... Up the stairs... and down the hall Not to find an answer... Just to hear the call Of a nightbird... [bad word] away... Just like the white winged dove... Sings a song Sounds like shes singing... Ooo... baby ooo... said ooo Just like the white winged dove... Sings a song... Sounds like shes singing... Ooo... baby ooo... said ooo Well I hear you in the morning... And I hear you... At nightfall... Sometimes to be near you... Is to be unable... to hear you... My love... Im a few years older than you... My love Just like the white winged dove... Sings a song... Sounds like shes singing... Ooo baby... ooo... said ooo