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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