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I know that somethin' very strange
Is happened to my brain
I'm either feelin' very good
Or else I am insane
The seeds of doubt you planted
Have started to grow wild
But feel that I must yield before
The wisdom of a child

And it's love you bring
No, that I can't deny
And with your wings
I can learn to fly
Sweet young thing

People try to talk to me
Their words are ugly sounds
But I resist all their attempts
To try and bring me down
Turned on to the sunset
Like I've never done before
I listen for your footstep
And your knock upon the door

And it's love you bring
No that I can't deny
With your wings
I can learn to fly
Sweet young thing

And it's love you bring
With dreams of bluer skies
And then all these things
When I see in your eyes
Sweet young thing
Sweet young thing
I know that somethin' very strange   Is happened to my brain   I'm either feelin' very good   Or else I am insane   The seeds of doubt you planted   Have started to grow wild   But feel that I must yield before   The wisdom of a child      And it's love you bring   No, that I can't deny   And with your wings   I can learn to fly   Sweet young thing      People try to talk to me   Their words are ugly sounds   But I resist all their attempts   To try and bring me down   Turned on to the sunset   Like I've never done before   I listen for your footstep   And your knock upon the door      And it's love you bring   No that I can't deny   With your wings   I can learn to fly   Sweet young thing      And it's love you bring   With dreams of bluer skies   And then all these things   When I see in your eyes   Sweet young thing   Sweet young thing