Only the Very Young lyrics

Only the very young

Go walking in the rain

And feel that strangely gentle pain

The first time they are kissed

Only the very young

Stand under April skies

They touch and then their lovers' eyes

Grow soft and warm with mist

Don't let your love grow cold

Don't let it ever die

This magic you and I

Are wonderfully conscious of

Sweet little flings are flung

And love songs are tenderly sung

By only the very young in love.