Edge of Seventeen (feat. John Gibbons)

LYRA (Ireland)

Compositor: Stephanie Nicks

Just like the white winged dove
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 (everything stopped)
Nothin' else mattered (nothin' else mattered)

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

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

Well, I went today
Maybe I will go again tomorrow (tomorrow, tomorrow)
Yeah, yeah, well, the music there
It was hauntingly familiar (familiar, familiar)

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

But the moment that I first laid
Eyes on him, all alone
On the edge of 17
Ooh, ooh, ooh

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

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