One More Chance

<br>(Sandy Denny)<br>Calling all olive branches and laid off doves<br>There is work to do before we say goodbye<br>But who can see them turning to the face of love<br>Though I hear them pleading with me, don`t let us die<br>As I sit I can see their troubled souls wander by<br>And I feel them leaning on my shoulder to cry<br>Oh, one more chance<br>Naked tree of winter seems to stand so proud<br>Lording the poor mortal as he goes<br>And the tears which well beneath his somber shroud<br>Will they fall with the shame of somebody who knows<br>He can never be like the thought of a rose<br>Whose beauty remains, even when the bloom goes<br>Oh, oh, one more chance<br>Or is it too late to change the ways we`re bound to go<br>Is it too late, there`s surely one of us must know<br>Is it too late to change the ways we`re bound to go<br>Is it too late, there`s surely one of us must know<br>Is it too late, there`s surely one of us must know<br>Is it too late to change the ways we`re bound to go<br>Is it too late, there`s surely one of us must know