In these days you are young
Here this song thats sung
Just for you, my love, just you.
If you don't understand the words
think of me as a bird
Who sings to you, my love, to you
These songs will never end
They're right around the bend
the eddies of your mind,
the corners of your heart
Your pulse will set the pace
You can always trace-back
to the melody, where to start
Feel the touch of my fingers
In the air my blessing lingers
'round you, my love, round you.
I'll reach out while there's a chance
Cuz soon these days are gonna pass
Over you, my love, over you.
(Chorus)
In these days you are young
In my arms you belong
Close to me, my love, close to me.
There is nectar in my breast
and a song in my chest
Just for you, my love, just you.
(Chorus)
In these days you are young
Here this song that is sung
just for you, my love, just you.
If you don't understand the words,
just think of me as a bird
who sings to you, my love, sings to you
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