I have a house - I have a home I have a place where wildflowers grow I have some trees, where squirrels can nest And mourning doves can take their rest - I have a dog - I have a song I have to let the mystery roll on I am alive - I am in love I want to tell the mourning dove - But when she flew she did not sing The cold wind whistled on her wing O do not grieve, sweet mourning dove Your sad old song is a song of love On the day when I was new You held me once - no one held you I think of you as a mourning Dove That only flew on wings of love