Sugar, baby with your champagne eyes
Oh sweet thing, sweet thing
Into the night time sky
And count the stars
My, my, my, my, my sweet thing
Grow so old again
And I don't know why
That's just fine and I'll be satisfied
And I will never grow so old again
And I will never, never, never
That I even felt the pain
Grow so old again
And you shall take me strongly
And they'll get high on a bluer ocean
Hey, it's me, I'm dynamite
We shall walk and talk
Down your streets and cry
And I will never, ever, ever, ever
That's shining in your eye
And I shall watch the ferry boats
And I will drink the clear clean water
And I will walk and talk
Oh sweet thing, sweet thing
And I shall drive my chariot
Against tomorrow's sky
Oh sweet thing, sweet thing
And I will raise my hand up
Not to read in between the lines
In gardens all wet with rain
For to quench my thirst
In gardens all misty and wet with rain
In your arms again
In gardens all wet with rain
And I will not remember
And I will walk and talk
My, my, my, my, my sweet thing
Just to dig it all an' not to wonder
