(Robert B. Ferguson) When troubles surround us, when evils come The body grows weak The spirit grows numb When these things beset us, God doesn't
On the wings of a snow white dove he sends his pure sweet love A sign from above on the wings of a dove When troubles surround us when evils come the
On the wings of a snow-white dove He sends His pure sweet love A sign from above (sign from above) On the wings of a dove (wings of a dove) When troubles
Take time for your pleasure And laugh with love Take the hand of another And sing for the wings of a dove Woah woah, for the wings of a dove Woah woah
On the wings of a snow-white dove He sends His pure sweet love A sign from above On the wings of a dove When Noah had drifted on the flood many days
Take time for your pleasure And laugh with love Take the hand of another And sing for the wings of a dove Whoa, whoa, for the wings of a dove Whoa, whoa
On the wings of a snow white dove, he sends his pure sweet love. A sign from above, on the wings of a dove. When troubles surround us, when evils come
When the bound of day falls sky-line glows as your passion the scent of anquish small though only such futile impression A night queen runs along
Holy Roman orgy, fondlers of the cloth. Catholic schools i.d. possible elementary level queer stock. Gay, shamed and guilted over to god, slipping the
When troubles surround us, when evils come The body grows weak and the spirit grows numb When these things
WINGS OF A DOVE (Bob Ferguson) « © '59 Husky Music » On the wings of a snow white dove he sends his pure sweet love A sign from above
On the wings of a snow white dove He sends His pure sweet love A sign from above on the wings of a dove When troubles surround us when evils come the
On the wings of a snow white dove he sends his pure sweet love A sign from above on the wings of a dove When troubles surround us when evils come The
Refr. On the wings of a snow-white dove He sends His pure sweet love A sign from above On the wings of a dove When troubles surround us When evils come
On the wings of a snow white dove he sends his pure sweet love A sign from above on the wings of a dove (When troubles surround us when evils come the
Like a broken-winged dove, Longing to fly, Afraid to let go of the life that she knows, But wondering why. All alone in the world, all alone in the night
(Bob Ferguson) Chorus On the wings of a snow white dove He sends his pure sweet love A sign from above On the wings of a dove When trouble surrounds