Love is for the young ones,
If you should get lucky, he’ll
Sweep you off your feet.
When I came out so long ago,
I yearned to feel some love;
I don’t know what I’d done wrong, just
Wanted help from above.
Every day and everywhere,
I see young guys in pairs.
If I try to do those things, I
Get only disapproving stares.
Oh, love is for the young ones,
The innocent and sweet;
If you should get lucky, he’ll
Just sweep you off your feet.
When I go out for a walk,
In any part of town;
I see happy young gay boys,
It really brings me down.
That’s the kind of love I want,
A yearning deep inside;
I try to put up a happy front,
But get taken for a ride.
Oh, love is for the young ones,
The innocent and sweet.
If you should get lucky, someday
He’ll sweep you off
your feet.
