You came to me like a dove on the wing
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As great as your beauty, was your freedom within
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You said to me the things on your mind
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But I couldn't help you, I couldn't unwind.
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Maybe I should have held you, maybe I should have tried
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Maybe I could have helped you through the night
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Maybe I should know better, sometimes which way to go
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Maybe I just don't know.
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Sometimes the ground looks as hard as a rock
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But sometimes it's muddy, so hard to walk
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Sometimes the beauty is covered with snow
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Sometimes the right seems the wrong way to go.
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Maybe I should have held you, maybe I should have tried
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Maybe I could have helped you through the night
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Maybe I should know better, sometimes which way to go
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Maybe I just don't know...
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Maybe I Just Don't Know
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| Don Williams |
