The Wind and the Dove

Whoa

Oh

Whoa

Whoa

Somewhere between the wind and the dove

Lies all I sought in you

And when the wind just dies

When the wind just dies

And the dove won't rise from your windowsill

Well, I cannot tell you which way it would be

If it was not this way too

For the wind and the dove

For the wind and the dove

Whoa, whoa, whoa

Whoa, whoa, whoa-whoa

And I am a child of a linger on

I peer through the window gone

I am a child of linger on

I peer through the window gone

Somewhere between the wind and the dove

Lies all I lost in you

And when the wind just dies

When the wind just dies

And the dove won't rise from your windowsill

Well, I cannot tell you which way it would be

If it was not this way too

For the wind and the dove

For the wind and the dove

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa

And I am a child of linger on

I peer through the window gone

I am a child of linger on

I peer through the window gone

Whoa

Whoa

Whoa

Whoa