Wounded dove
I hear the other side can be quite alluring
Wounded Dove
I 'll hold your hand through all the pain youre enduring
And these are some dark, dark times
And I know you're tired
Maybe If I loved you more, Maybe I'd let you die
But I want you, I want you
To stay my baby
I'm making a claim on your life
I know it won't be the same
But I'm saving you a place by my side
By my side
Wounded Dove
What can you tell me 'bout the place between the places?
Wounded dove
What must you think of all these concerned faces?
And these are some trying times
And I believe its all divine
But the moment has arrived
Do you want to live or die?
