The way young lovers do - live at cafe sin-e, nyc Jeff Buckley

We strolled through fields, all wet with rain
And back along the lane again
There, in the sunshine, in the sweet summertime
Oh, the way that young lovers do
I kissed you on the lips once more
We said goodbye at your front door
There, in the nighttime, Lord, that's the right time
Oh, to feel the way that young lovers do
And we sat on our own star and dreamed of the way that we were
And the way that we wanted to be
And we sat on our own star and dreamed of the way that I was for you
And that you were for me, oh, oh
And then we long to dance the night away
Turn into each other, sayin', 'I love you, baby, I love you'
Oh, the way that young lovers do
Lovers do
The way young lovers do, the way young lovers do
The way young lovers do, the way young lovers do
The way young lovers do, the way young lovers do
The way young lovers do, the way young lovers, way young lovers
Way young lovers, way, way, way, way, way, way
Way, way, way, way, way, way
And we sat on our own star and dreamed of the way that we were
And the way that we wanted to be
And we sat on our own star and dreamed of the way that I was for you
And that you were for me, oh, baby, baby
And then we long to dance the night away
Turn into each other, sayin', 'I love you, baby, I love you'
[Incomprehensible]
I held her with her looking down
And I kissed her, with the snow falling down
In the street light, it was a sweet light
And the way that young, young, young, young
Oh, the way that young, young, young, young, young lovers
Oh, the way that young, that young lovers, that young lovers do