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YOUNG LOVE, SWEET LOVE

WHEN I WAS YOUNG, I USED TO WONDER,
HOW YOU WOULD EVER KNOW
WHEN YOU HAD MET THE RIGHT ONE
OR IF YOU'D ALREADY LEFT HIM GO.

A BUNCH OF US WENT BOWLING
TO PLAY A COUPLE GAMES
WE MET SOME OTHER PEOPLE THERE,
I DIDN'T CATCH ALL THEIR NAMES

BUT ONE STOOD OUT FROM ALL THE REST.
I IMMEDIATELY KNEW I LIKED HIM BEST
HE HAD AN AIR OF MYSTERY,THAT DREW ME TO HIS SIDE,
HIS EYES AND HAIR WERE BROWN AND A SMILE HE COULDN'T HIDE.

HE STOOD OFF TO THE SIDE OF THOSE HE CAME WITH, YOU SEE,
AND ALL THE WHILE  WE PLAYED THE GAME, I SAW HIM WATCHING ME.
TO SAY I WASN'T INTERESTED WOULD HAVE BEEN A LIE.
SOMEWHERE DEEP WITHIN MY HEART I KNEW HE WAS THE GUY.

WE MET AGAIN TWO OTHER TIMES, BEFORE MUCH TIME WENT BY
HE ASKED ME OUT AND I KNEW HE WAS THE SPECIAL GUY
 SO IF YOU EVER WONDER HOW YOU WILL EVER KNOW,
WHEN THE RIGHT ONE COMES ALONG, YOUR HEART WILL TELL YOU SO.

Copyright Shirley Sasek
2009


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YOUNG LOVE, SWEET LOVE