LRC歌词
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[00:20.200]I know that something very strange
[00:22.710]Is happened to my brain
[00:25.010]I'm either feeling very good
[00:27.350]Or else I am insane
[00:29.890]The seeds of doubt you planted
[00:32.360]Have started to grow wild
[00:34.260]And I feel that I must yield
[00:37.090]Before the wisdom of a child
[00:41.260]And it's love you bring
[00:43.820]No that I can't deny
[00:47.190]And with your wings
[00:48.770]I can learn to fly
[00:50.930]Sweet young thing
[00:53.810]Sweet young thing
[00:55.610]People try to talk to me
[01:01.530]Sweet young thing
[01:04.170]Their words are ugly sounds
[01:06.380]But I resist all their attempts
[01:09.060]Sweet young thing
[01:10.090]To try and bring me down
[01:12.570]Turned on to the sunset
[01:15.040]Sweet young thing
[01:16.900]Like I've never been before
[01:22.940]I listen for your footsteps
[01:26.270]Sweet young thing
[01:27.870]And your knock upon the door
[01:36.570]And it's love you bring
[02:02.080]No that I can't deny
[02:04.980]With your wings
[02:07.610]I can learn to fly
[02:10.419]Sweet young thing
[02:12.670]And it's love you bring
[02:16.460]With dreams of bluer skies
[02:17.770]And the morning sings
[02:21.530]When I see it in your eyes
[02:25.340]Sweet young thing
[02:27.680]Sweet young thing
文本歌词
I know that something very strange
Is 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
And with your wings
I can learn to fly
Sweet young thing
Sweet young thing
People try to talk to me
Sweet young thing
Their words are ugly sounds
But I resist all their attempts
Sweet young thing
To try and bring me down
Turned on to the sunset
Sweet young thing
Like I've never been before
I listen for your footsteps
Sweet young thing
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 the morning sings
When I see it in your eyes
Sweet young thing
Sweet young thing