Stevie Nicks - Edge of Seventeen

Lyrics: 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 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... 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 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... ooo baby... ooo... said ooo 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... Ooo baby... ooo... said ooo 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