The Monkees Sweet Young Thing [Original stereo album] Lyrics

Sweet Young Thing
by Michael Nesmith, Gerry Goffin & Carole King
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.
And with your wings
I can learn to fly,
Sweet young thing.
People try to talk to me their words are ugly bounds.
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.
SOLO
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.