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I 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 And I feel that I must yield before The wisdom of a child And its love you bring, No that I cant 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 Ive never been before. And I listen for your footsteps As you knock upon the door. And its love you bring, No that I cant deny, Letras de cancionesAnd with your wings, I can learn to fly, Sweet young thing. And its love you bring, With dreams of bluer skies And all these things, When I seem them in your eyes Sweet young thing Sweet young thing From Letras Mania