The Monkees Sweet Young Thing Lyrics

(Gerry Goffin/Carole King/Michael Nesmith)

I know that something very strange
Has happened 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
And I 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 been before.
I listen for your footsteps
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
All these things,
When I see it in your eyes...
Sweet young thing.

Sweet young thing.

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