The Free Design - When love is young

When love is ^Cmaj7young, as fresh as ^Fmaj7dew A song is ^Cmaj7sung, so warm and ^Fmaj7new It winds its ^Em7way, bursts into ^Fmaj7blue An April ^Em7day turned into ^Fmaj7June ^G Summer is ^Cmaj7born ^Fmaj7

I walk the ^Cmaj7fields, there's warmth a^Fmaj7bove The thought it ^Cmaj7yields is of my ^Fmaj7love A lazy ^Em7stream, its soli^Fmaj7tude A summer ^Em7dream, a quiet ^Fmaj7mood ^G Plays on my ^Cmaj7mind ^Fmaj7

The summer ^Cmaj7of a young girl's ^Fmaj7life Is meant for ^Cmaj7love not pain or ^Fmaj7strife A time for ^Em7change, a time to ^Fmaj7stay To rear^Emrange for another ^Fmaj7day

^G Another ^Cmaj7day (another day, another ^Ebmaj7day) Another ^Dbmaj7day (another ^F9day) Another ^Cmaj7day (another ^Fmaj7day)