I'm too young.
Yes, quite too young,
To know what love is.
Too young.
They say,
Too young.

But how do they know,
Do they really know,
That I'm too young?
What is age?
I ask,
What is age?

And what I felt,
What I felt for you,
Was not empty lust.
What I felt,
I know
What I felt.

It doesn't compare,
There just isn't anything,
To compare to it.
Never in my life,
I felt that way.
Never in my life.

And it hurts now,
Because you're gone,
This love is pain.
I miss you.
Truly
I miss you.

And now I know,
Yes, I'm sure,
Now you're gone I know.
I love you,
Surely
I love you.

But I'm too young.
Yes, quite too young,
To know what love is.