The Monkees - Sweet Young Thing (mono) lyrics

I know that something very strange Is happening to my brain I'm either feeling very good Or else I am insane The seeds of doubt you planted Have started to grow wild And I feel that I must yield before The wisdom of a child And it's love you bring No that I can't deny With your wings I can learn to fly Sweet young thing People try to talk to me Their words are ugly sounds But I resist all their attempts To try and bring me down.. Turned on to the sunset Like I've never been before And I listen for your footsteps And your knock upon the door And it's love you bring No that I can't deny With your wings I can learn to fly Sweet young thing And it's love you bring With dreams of bluer skies And then all these things When I see it in your eyes Sweet young thing