Karen Matheson - One More Chance

Lyrics

Calling all olive branches and laid-off doves

There is work to do before we say good-bye

And who can see them turning to the face of love?

Though I hear them pleading with me, "Don't let us die"

As I sit, I can hear the troubled souls wander by

And I feel them leaning on my shoulder to cry

Oh one more chance

Naked tree of winter seems to stand so proud

Lording the poor mortal as it goes

And the tears which well beneath the somber shroud

Will they fall with the shame of somebody who knows?

He can never be like the thought of a rose

Who beauty remains even when the bloom goes

Oh one more chance

Or is it too late

To change the way we're bound to go?

Or is it too late?

Surely one of us must know

Surely one of us must know