And I will stroll the merry way and jump the hedges first
And I will drink the clear clean water for to quench my thirst
And I shall watch the ferry-boats and they'll get high, high
On a bluer ocean against tomorrow's sky
And I will never, ever grow so old again
And we will walk and talk in gardens all misty wet with rain
Oh sweet thing, sweet thing
Oh my, my, my, my?well, well?
Sweet thing
And I will drive my chariot down your streets and cry
'Well, it's me, I'm dynamite and I don't know why'
And you will hold me strongly in your arms again
Pretty babe, I will not remember that I even felt the pain
And we will walk and talk in gardens all misty wet with rain
And I will never, ever grow so old again.
Oh sweet thing, oh, oh,
Oh my, my, my, my, my
Sweet thing, sweet thing
And I will raise my hand up into the midnight sky
And count all the lights that shining in your eye
Just to dig it all and not to question well that's just fine
Just to dig it all and never wonder well that?s just fine
And I'll be satisfied not to read between the lines
And we will walk and talk in gardens all misty wet with rain
We will, someday
And we, you and me, walk and talk in gardens all misty wet with rain
You and me, we will walk
and talk in gardens all misty wet with rain
And we shall walk in gardens all misty wet with rain
And we shall walk in gardens all misty wet with rain
We shall walk and talk in gardens all misty wet with rain
And we will never, ever grow so old again.
Oh sweet thing, oh sweet thing
Sweet, oh you know we will, oh you know we will
Remember the day when I held you hand
The look in my eyes only you can understand
Remember when we held each other soft and low
How nothing could ever be that strong
Sleep tonight with dreams as sweet as angels wing
Your dreams will bring you sweeter things
Sweet sweet sweet thing, oh sweet thing
Don?t, don?t, don?t you cry, oh no no no
Come here and let me tell you, let me tell you how much I love you
Sweet thing, oh sweet thing
Oh sweet thing, oh sweet thing
You know we will walk and talk in gardens all misty wet with rain
And will never grow so old again
Oh sweet thing, sweet sweet sweet sweet sweet
sweet sweet thing, sweet thing, sweet thing
Oh my sweet thing
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Van Morrison
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