They try to tell us

we’re too young

Too young to really

be in love

They say that love’s a word

A word we’ve only heard

But can’t begin to know

the meaning of

And yet we’re not

too young to know

This love will last

Though years may go

And then someday

they may recall

We were not

too young at all...

And then someday

they may recall

We were not

too young at all...