| How can one so young predict the future before it comes?
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| And how can one so small
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| Really see the way the world should be
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| And yes, your time will come
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| You’re not the only one, the only one
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| Oh the world is much sweeter
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| Through the young lovers eyes
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| But always see our memories of fighting and lies
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| And the grass could be much greener
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| Through the young lovers eyes
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| But always believe that the older know what’s right
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| And me, I’m just the same
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| I’ll never change no matter what you say
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| And life could be much brighter, could be much nicer
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| If we all lived that way
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| And yes you’ll write a song, we’ll sing along out of key
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| Oh the world is much sweeter
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| Through the young lovers eyes
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| But always see our memories of fighting and lies
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| And the grass could be much greener
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| Through the young lovers eyes
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| But always believe that the older know what’s right
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| And the songs could be sung
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| Through the young lovers eyes
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| We all know for a fight
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| And the songs could be sung through the young lovers hearts
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| And we know for a fact they’ll be there after the start
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| And the stars will shine much brighter through the young lovers eyes
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| That only believes that they only know what’s right |