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 she´s singing...
whoo...whoo...whoo
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
And the music there it was hauntingly...
familiar
And I see you doing...
what I try to do for me
With the words from a poet...
and the voice from a choir
And a melody...nothing else mattered

Just like the white winged dove...
sings a song...
Sounds like she´s singing...
whoo...whoo...whoo
Just like the white winged dove...
sings a song...
Sounds like she´s singing...
ooo...baby...ooo...said ooo

The clouds...never expect it...
when it rains
But the sea changes colours...
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

Just like the white winged dove...
sings a song...
Sounds like she´s singing...
whoo...whoo...whoo
Just like the white winged dove...
sings a song...
Sounds like she´s 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
Oh 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...singing...
come away...come away...

Just like the white winged dove...
sings a song...
Sounds like she´s singing...
whoo...whoo...whoo
Just like the white winged dove...
sings a song...
Sounds like she´s singing...
ooo...baby...ooo...said ooo

Well I hear you in the morning...
and I hear you...
At nightfall...
sometime to be near you...
Is to be unable...to hear you...
my love...
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...
sings a song...
Sounds like she´s singing...
ooo baby...ooo...said...(repeat)