JEFF BUCKLEY

We strolled through fields all wet with rain
and back along the lane again
there in the sun shine
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
oh that's the right time
to feel the way that young lovers do

then we sat on our own star and dreamed of the way that we were
and the way that we wanted to be
then we sat on our own star and dreamed of the way that i was foryou
and that you were for me

and then we danced the night away
and turned in to each other saying 'i love you, baby i loveyou'
oh the way that young lovers do

do, do, do, do...

then we sat on our own star and dreamed of the way that we were
and the way that we wanted to be
then we sat on our own star and dreamed of the way that i was foryou
and that you were for me

and then we danced the night away
turned in to each other saying 'i love you, baby i love you'
the way that young lovers do, lovers do, lovers do

do, do, do, do

i held her with her looking down
and i kissed her with the snow falling down
there in the streetlight
oh there was a sweet light
and the way...