[00:00.000]Calling all olive branches and laid-off doves
[00:27.099]There is work to do before you say good-bye
[00:33.153]Who can see them turning to the face of love?
[00:40.472]Though I hear them pleading with me, "Don't let us die''
[00:47.653]As I sit, I can see their troubled souls wander by
[00:54.397]And I feel them leaning on my shoulder to cry
[01:03.480]"Oh, oh one more chance''
[01:09.170]The naked tree of winter seems to stand so proud
[01:15.957]Lording the poor mortal as he goes
[01:22.363]And the tears which well beneath his sombre shroud
[01:29.932]Will they fall with the shame of somebody who knows
[01:37.075]He can never be like the thought of a rose
[01:44.209]Whose beauty remains even when the bloom goes?
[01:52.670]"Oh, oh one more chance''
[01:58.359]Oh is it too late to change the way
[02:08.473]We're bound to go?
[02:11.749]Is it too late?
[02:19.263]Then surely one of us must know
[02:29.219]Is it too late to change the way
[03:27.111]We're bound to go?
[03:29.887]Is it too late?
[03:37.351]Then surely one of us must know