Nightwish - The crow the owl and the dove

^AmDont give me love, dont give me faith ^FWisdom nor pride, g^Cive innoce^Gnce inst^Amead ^AmDont give me love, Ive had my share ^FBeauty nor rest, gi^Cve me tr^Futh inst^Amead

A crow f^Amlew to me, k^Gept its distance ^FSuch a proud creation ^AmI saw its soul, en^Gvied its pride But ^Cneeded n^Gothing it ^Amhad

An owl c^Amame to me, o^Gld and wise ^FPierced right through my youth ^AmI learned its ways, en^Gvied its sense But ^Cneeded n^Gothing it ^Amhad

A dove c^Amame to me, h^Gad no fear ^FIt rested on my arm ^AmI touched its calm, en^Gvied its love But ^Cneeded n^Gothing it ^Amhad

^AmA swan of white, she came to me ^GThe lake mirrored her beauty sweet ^FI kissed her neck, adored her grace ^CBut needed ^Gnothing she could g^Amive

^AmGot to grieve her, got to wreck it ^GGot to grieve her, got to wreck it ^FGot to grieve her, got to wreck it