And I will stroll the merry way
And jump the hedges first
And I will drink the clear
Clean water for to quench my thirst
And I shall watch the ferry-boats
And they'll get high
On a bluer ocean
Against tomorrow's sky

And I will never grow so old again
And we will walk and talk
In gardens all misty wet with rain
Oh sweet thing, sweet thing
My, my, my, my, my sweet thing

And I shall drive my chariot
Down your streets and cry
'Hey, it's me, I'm dynamite
And I don't know why'
And you will hold me strongly
In your arms again
And I will not remember
That I ever felt the pain
We shall walk and talk
In gardens all misty and wet with rain
And I will never ever
Grow so old again

Oh sweet thing, sweet thing
My, my, my, my, my sweet thing

And I will raise my hand up
Into the night time sky
And count all the stars
That's shining in your eye
Just to dig it all an' not to wonder
That's just fine

And I'll be satisfied
Not to read in between the lines
And we will walk and talk
In gardens all misty wet with rain
And I will never, ever, ever, ever
Grow so old again

Me, you and me
Will walk and talk in gardens all misty wet in rain
And we will never ever grow so old again

Oh sweet thing, sweet thing
You know we will
Oh, you know we will

Remember the day when I held your hand
Look in my eyes only you can understand
Remember when we had each other softly
And nothing can ever be that's right
Sleep tonight in the dreams of the sweet angels' wings
And all your dreams will bring you sweeter things

Oh sweet thing, don't change
Don't change
No, no, no, no, no
Come here, let me lell you
Let me tell you how much I love you
Sweet thing, sweet thing

You know we will walk and talk
In garden all misty wet in rain
And we will never grow so old again
Sweet thing, sweet thing
Oh, my sweet thing