Tony Bennett
Tony Bennett
Tony Bennett
Tony Bennett
Tony Bennett
Tony Bennett
Tony Bennett
Tony Bennett
Tony Bennett
Tony Bennett
Tony Bennett
Only the young feel that love is a dream
From which they’ll never waken
Their world is an apple on a tree
Just waiting to be shaken
And only the young
Don’t care what tomorrow may bring
Today is a merry-go-round
With a big, brass ring
We both can stay young as a morning in May
A warm and sunny green time
I’ll hold you and love you every day
They’ll be no in between time
Though years may go by
We’ll look at each other and see
The love lighted faces of only the young
Like you and me