She comes up with the morning sun 
And tells me life has just begun 
Oh what it is to be young  
And in the early evening light 
She brings me flowers from the sun 
Oh what it is to be young  
 
And if you see her you will know 
She's like a shadow 
Falling softly on the snow  
 
And in the early evening light 
She brings me flowers for the night 
Oh what it is to be young