"
Edge Of Seventeen Live
* Just like the white winged dove sings a song sounds like shes singin Ooh Ooh Ooh Just like the white winged dove sings a song sounds like shes singin Ooh Ooh Ooh 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 mattered He was no more than a baby then Well well he, seemed broken-hearted I was something within him ** But the moment that I first laid eyes on him All alone on the edge of seventeen ( * ) Well I went today maybe I will go again tomorrow Well well, the music there well it was hauntingly familiar When I see you doin what I try to do for me With the words from a poet and a voice from a choir And a melody, nothin else mattered ( * ) The clouds never expect it when it rains but the sea changes color But the sea does not change the sea does not change It does not change. Dows it? So with the slow graceful glow of age I went forth with an age old desire to please On the edge of seventeen Oooooooooooooooh ( * )