And I will stroll the merry way And jump the hedges first And I will drink the clear Clean water for to quench my thirst And I shall watch the ferry-boats And they'll get high On a bluer ocean Against tomorrow's sky And I will never grow so old again And we will walk and talk In gardens all misty wet with rain Oh sweet thing, sweet thing My, my, my, my, my sweet thing And I shall drive my chariot Down your streets and cry 'Hey, it's me, I'm dynamite And I don't know why' And you will hold me strongly In your arms again And I will not remember That I ever felt the pain We shall walk and talk In gardens all misty and wet with rain And I will never ever Grow so old again Oh sweet thing, sweet thing My, my, my, my, my sweet thing And I will raise my hand up Into the night time sky And count all the stars That's shining in your eye Just to dig it all an' not to wonder That's just fine And I'll be satisfied Not to read in between the lines And we will walk and talk In gardens all misty wet with rain And I will never, ever, ever, ever Grow so old again Me, you and me Will walk and talk in gardens all misty wet in rain And we will never ever grow so old again Oh sweet thing, sweet thing You know we will Oh, you know we will Remember the day when I held your hand Look in my eyes only you can understand Remember when we had each other softly And nothing can ever be that's right Sleep tonight in the dreams of the sweet angels' wings And all your dreams will bring you sweeter things Oh sweet thing, don't change Don't change No, no, no, no, no Come here, let me lell you Let me tell you how much I love you Sweet thing, sweet thing You know we will walk and talk In garden all misty wet in rain And we will never grow so old again Sweet thing, sweet thing Oh, my sweet thing