When Love Is Young - The Free Design

When love is young, as fresh as dew

A song is sung, so warm and new

It winds its way, bursts into blue

An April day turned into June

Summer is born

I walk the fields, there’s warmth above

The thought it yields is of my love

A lazy stream, its solitude

A summer dream, a quiet mood

Plays on my mind

The summer of a young girl’s life

Is meant for love not pain or strife

A time for change, a time to stay

To rearrange for another day

Another day