Written by Gerry Goffin, Carole King and Michael Nesmith
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 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 to bring me down.
Turned on to the sunset, like I've never been before.
And I listen for your footsteps and your knock upon your 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.
© Gerry Goffin, Carole King and Michael Nesmith
Published by Screen Gems-EMI Music Ltd