the kingston trio
when i was young
When I was young and dreams were new,  I loved a girl who looked like you. I saw her face in mountains stream. I lingered there and lost myself in dreams.  But we were young and tossed away  Our precious love along the way. We parted strangers, thoughtless and free  And set our hearts to wandering aimlessly.  But looking back, somehow I see  How seldom love has come to me. And I confess that now and then  I think of her remembering when  If I were young and dreams were new,  I'd love a girl who looked like you.  I'd hold her close if she'd agree  To love perhaps a boy who looked like me.  Oh...