Lyrics:
When love is young, as fresh as dewA song is sung, so warm and newIt winds its way, bursts into blueAn April day turned into JuneSummer is bornI walk the fields, there's warmth aboveThe thought it yields is of my loveA lazy stream, its solitudeA summer dream, a quiet moodPlays on my mindThe summer of a young girl's lifeIs meant for love not pain or strifeA time for change, a time to stayTo rearrange for another dayAnother day