Hasty words that
Seem unkind
Can make our teardrops flow
But they're just one of
Many things
That help young love to grow
Silly quarrels will
Sometimes start
How? No one seems to know
But they're just one of many things
That help young love to grow
We always fare with
The one we love
As those who loved all know
The one we wouldn't hurt at all
Or so the story goes
But don't forget the
Happy times
When all the world's aglow
For they're the most of
Many things
That help young love to grow
Ah ah ah ah
Ah ah ah ah
Ah ah ah ah
Ahhhh...
