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Youth Without Youth (Metric) · Youth Without Youth (Metric) · Youth Without Youth [Original Motion Picture Soundtrack] (Katy Perry) · Youth Without Youth (Remix Kit) · Youth Without Youth (Off the Record) · One of the Fortunate Few (Delbert McClinton) · Fortunate (Lathun) · Fortunate Observer of Time (Frogg CafĂ©) · Fortunate Pilgrim (Cherish) · Fortunate [CD5/Cassette Single] (Maxwell) – and 90 other albums »


to love for goodness sake

Sweet songs of youth, the wise, the meeting of all wisdom
Sweet songs of youth, the wise, the meeting of all wisdom
Sweet
saw the damage in you
My fortunate one
The envy of youth

Why would they
Tell me to please those
That laugh in my face
With all of the reasons
They've
youth 
On the alter of acid.

Thinking these gifts
Were sent by the dove
All for the trip
Accompanied by love.

Gentle young girls
Holding
again 
Let me run in the playful breeze of youth long gone with the wind 
Let me sit for awhile by the place where I found the treasure of love 
Then sing
He told me sweet lies of sweet loves
Heavy with the burden of the truth
And he spoke of his dreams
Broken by the burden
Broken by the burden
again 
Let me run in the playful breeze of youth long gone with the wind 
Let me sit for awhile by the place where I found the treasure of love 
Then sing
How sweet the answer Echo makes
To music at night;
When, rous'd by lute or horn, she wakes,
And faw away, o'er lawns and lakes,
Goes answering
you light up a room anyhow
The most fortunate man alive
Has to be me with you by my side

('cause of your sweet love)
'cause of love and devotion
We both deserve each other's love

You, you're just as sweet as peaches and cream
(to me you're as sweet as peaches and cream)
You must have
We both deserve each other's love

You, you're just as sweet as peaches and cream
(to me you're as sweet as peaches and cream)
You must have
We both deserve each other's love

You, you're just as sweet as peaches and cream
(to me you're as sweet as peaches and cream)
You must have
And pass like a dove

But it's too late to exit from love
It's too late to pass through I really should
Well, I'm captured by a cliche?
But I can't find
that falls so furtively
From her sweet eyes has just sprung,
As if she envied all the youths
Who laughingly passed her right by.
What could I want more
A simple man had the strangest dream
He stood in a garden of flowers
That overlooked the sea
And there sailing by
Were his truth and his lies
love with you
Well, let me start by saying
You got my heart by just being who you are
And what we got is between me and you
It doesn't matter about
schooled
To take as signs that love's arrived
Like charm wit and beauty
Our youth made us seek them
But in truth we don't need them
We're in love, so
feeling no doubt
Does your sweet voice let my youth out
You're just a stupid girl stupid girl stupid girl
I ain't no brilliant boy
You're just a stupid
Spoken : Somehow, it seems the love I knew was always the most destructive kind

Yesterday when I was young
The taste of life was sweet
As rain upon
Yesterday when I was young,
The taste of life was sweet as rain upon my tongue,
I teased at life as if it were a foolish game,
The way the evening
Yesterday when I was young,
The taste of life was sweet as rain upon my tongue,
I teased at life as if it were a foolish game,
The way the evening
Yesterday when I was young
The taste of life was sweet as rain upon my tongue.
I teased at life as if it were a foolish g ame,
The way the evening
Yesterday when I was young
The taste of life was sweet
As rain upon my tongue
I teased at life as if it were a foolish game
The way the evening
Yesterday when I was young
The taste of life was sweet as rain upon my tongue.
I teased at life as if it were a foolish g ame,
The way the evening
you've shown me. 

And in my youth I did defy you to the end,
Please forgive my wildness then,
Even I can't comprehend.
What a mother's love has lent,
fields and rivers  

But awakes to a morning with no reason for waking 



He's haunted by the memory of a lost paradise 

In his youth or a dream