EDGE OF SEVENTEEN © Stevie Nicks
Released as b-side with studio version of Edge of Seventeen 2.20.82

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...
whoo...whoo...whoo
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...
Well the music there...
well 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...
whoo...whoo...whoo...
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...
it does not change...
And so...with the slow...
and 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...
whoo...whoo...whoo
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...
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 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

Well I hear you...
in the morning...
and I hear you...
At nightfall...
sometime to be near you...
Is to be unable...
to hear you...my love...
I'm a few years older than you
(I'm a few years older than you)
...my love

Just like the white winged dove...
sings a song...
Sounds like she's singing...
ooo baby...ooo...said ...
I hear the call...
of the nightbird...
I still hear the call...
of the nightbird
(holding on...holding on...)