Edge Of Seventeen

(альбом: A Little More Personal (Raw) - 2005)

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
Whoo, baby, whoo, Said, whoo
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, nothing else matters
He was no more (He was no more)
Than a baby then

Well he seemed broked-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, baby, whoo, whoo
Just like the white winged dove sings a song sounds like she's singing
Said, whoo, baby, whoo
Said, whoo

I went today
maybe I will go again
Tommorow, yeh, yeh
And the music there
Well, it was hauntingly familiar
And I see you doing
What I tried to do for me
With the words of a poet
And the voice of a choir
And the melody nothing else matters

Just like the white winged dove sings a sound just like she's singing
Whoo, baby, whoo, said whoo
Just like the white winged dove sings a sound just like she's singing
Said, whoo, baby, whoo
Said, whoo

The clouds never expected with it
when it rains but the sea changes colours
But the sea does not change
And so will the snow, gracefull 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, baby, whoo, said whoo
Just like the white winged dove sings a song sounds like she's singing
Whoo, baby, whoo
Said, whoo