Edge of Seventeen

Just like the white-winged dove sings a song, Sounds like she's singing. Ooh, ooh, ooh. Just like the white-winged dove sings a song, Sounds like she's singing. Ooh, baby. Ooh, said ooh. And the days go by like a strand in The wind. In the web that is mine, I begin again. Said to my friend, baby, Nothing else mattered. He was no more Than a baby then. When 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 she's singing. Ooh, baby. Ooh, said ooh. Just like the white-winged dove sings a song, Sounds like she's singing. Said ooh, baby. Ooh, said ooh. Well, I went today, maybe I will go again Tomorrow. Yeah, yeah. Well, the music there, Well, it was hauntingly familiar. Well, I see you doing what I tried to Do for me with their words from a poet And a voice from pirate and a melody. Nothing else mattered. Just like the white-winged dove sings a song, Sounds like she's singing. Ooh, baby. Ooh, said ooh. Just like the white-winged dove sings a song, Sounds like she's singing. Said ooh, baby. Ooh, said ooh. This land never expected when it Rains but the sea changes Color. But the sea does not Change. She wore with the slow, graceful Glow of age. I went forth with an age-old Desire to breathe on the Edge of Seventeen. Just like the white-winged dove sings a song, Sounds like she's singing. Ooh, baby. Ooh, said ooh. Just like the white-winged dove sings a song, Sounds like she's singing. Ooh, baby. Ooh, said ooh. Well, then suddenly, There was no one left standing in the hall. Yeah, yeah. With a flood of tears that no One really ever heard fall at all. Well, I am searching for an answer. Voices trailing down the hall. Not to find an answer, just to hear the Call of a nightbird Singing come away. Come away. Come away. Just like the white-winged dove sings a song, Sounds like she's singing. Ooh, baby. Ooh, said ooh. Just like the white-winged dove sings song, Sounds like she's singing. Ooh, baby. Ooh, said ooh. Well, I hear you In the morning And I hear you at nightfall. But sometimes to be near you is to Be unable to give you My love. I'm a few years older than you. I'm a few years than you. My love. Just like the white-winged dove sings a song, Sounds like she's singing. Ooh, baby. Ooh, said ooh. Just like the white-winged dove sings a song, Like she's singing. Ooh, baby. Ooh, said ooh.