WHEN I WAS YOUNG
Jane Bowers/Dave Guard

When I was young and dreams were new, I loved a girl who looked like you.
I saw her face in mountains stream. I lingered there and lost myself in dreams.
But we were young and tossed away our precious love along the way.
We parted strangers, thoughtless and free and set our hearts to wandering aimlessly.

But looking back, somehow I see how seldom love has come to me.
And I confess that now and then I think of her remembering when
If I were young and dreams were new, I love a girl who looked like you.
I'd hold her close if she'd agree to love perhaps a boy who looked like me.
Oooooo---

(From HERE)

~Masato