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  1. Wounded Dove

From the recordings Little Star and Little Star

Lyrics

Pictures on the table sit quiet in the hall
A nightstand covered with dust
A page from a diary
Tells part of the story of us

I wish I was with you, my wounded dove
Hold you close, show you my love
But time and distance
Always seem to stand in the way

The ticking of the clock grows louder in the dark
The heartbeat of time marks the way
So, send off the roses
We can both watch as they fade

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