Crows are crying Dogs won't give up And I keep trying But I can't keep up Coast is clear Why aren't my thoughts? And then through the chatter There's a gentle song O little dove I can barely hear you Won't you come more near? You fill my ears with the songs I love They fill the air with ugly sounds But they could never drown out The song of my little dove O little dove I can barely hear you Won't you come more near? You fill my ears with the songs I love They fill the air with ugly sounds But they could never drown out The song of my little dove