(van morrison)

Originally contained in van morrison's astral weeks



Oh...



We strolled through fields all wet with rain

And back along the lane again

There in the sunshine

In the sweet summertime

Oh the way that young lovers do



I kissed you on the lips once more

We said goodbye at your front door

There in the nighttime

Love, that's the right time

Oh to feel the way that young lovers do



And we sat on our own star and dreamed of the way that we were and the

Way that we wanted to be

And we sat on our own star and dreamed of the way that i was for you

And that you were for me

And then we long to dance the night away

Turned to each other, saying 'i love you, baby i love you'

Oh the way that young lovers do

Lovers do...

Do, do, do, do...



The way young lovers do

Do, do, do, do...



The way young lovers do...



And we sat on our own star and dreamed of the way that we were and the way

That we wanted to be

And we sat on our own star and dreamed of the way that i was for you

And you were for me

Oh baby, baby.

And then we long to dance the night away

And turned to each other, saying 'i love you, baby i love you'

Oh the way...



I held her with her looking down

And i kissed her, with the snow falling down

In the street light

It was a sweet light

And the way that young...

Oh, the way that young lovers...

Oh the way that young... that young lovers...

That young lovers do.



(good night)


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