Young Lovers - Paul Kelly, Paul Grabowsky

Young lovers, young lovers, young lovers

I see them everywhere I go

Holding hands in the park

As the sky grows dark

Young lovers don’t want to go home

Young lovers, young lovers, young lovers

They drive me right out of my mind

Lying down by the river

Whispering 'forever'

Young lovers, they don’t have very long

Everybody was a young lover once

See that old man coming down the road, shuffling on a stick

Once he pressed a girl against a fence and drank her kiss

And never knew such tenderness

And holds still in his head that bliss

Now he has to sit down to take a piss

Young lovers, young lovers, young lovers

They seem to get younger every year

Find a job, get a loan

Raise some kids 'til they’re grown

Young lovers, they don’t have very long

Young lovers don’t know what’s coming on