nothing else mattered

I went today...maybe I will go again...
Tomorrow
And the music there, 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
ooo baby...ooo...said, ooo
Just like the white winged dove...
Sings a song
Sounds like she's singing...

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{excerpt from "Edge of Seventeen" - writer, Stevie Nicks - Label, Modern Records - recorded, 1981 - released, February 1982}

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