The Beauty of a Dove

The Beauty Of A Dove It's sad. So sad I want to cry A little girl grows up- Then waves good-bye She finds within her heart, a love So deep, so true- The beauty of a dove She laughs with joy abound, But it's not there- For is it love she's found ? She's scared the love she's found is not real, But it is no dream- Her wound will someday heal But suddenly she's not afraid of love, For it has come- The beauty of a dove I want to cry, I want so much to cry, She's found her love- Though someday she will die But I won't cry for her, She's found it, she really has- The beauty of a dove.