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Sweet Young Thing - text

Know that something very strange
Is happening to my brain
I'm either feeling 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
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
And I listen for your footsteps
And your know 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
All these things
When I seem them in your eyes
Sweet young thing
Sweet young thing

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