I remember she was here It seemed to be her place to rest Until a flood of blood and tears Washed away her nest Was it when we felt afraid? Or when we became us and them? Or when the plans of war were laid? Can you tell me, was it then That the bird of peace escaped our hands To find an olive branch Of kindness and of love Flew away, leaving us to stand Scanning the horizon And the dreary skies above Looking for the dove I ve seen hawks and I ve seen crows And I ve heard their angry cries I ve seen buzzards flying low But haven t heard her lullaby But we were foolish to believe She d be an easy bird to keep We gave her a nest, a bed to rest But didn t know that even though she dreams The dove of peace can never sleep So the bird That the bird of peace escaped our hands To find an olive branch Of kindness and of love Flew away, leaving us to stand Scanning the horizon And the dreary skies above Looking for the dove Come back to us Come back to us Sweet Dove