Young Love Lyrics - Sun Kil Moon

On cold November days don't like to stray too far 

Or even leave my bed, or put down my guitar 

Or leave my master bedroom with it's view 

Overlooking the mountains 

On dark December days, I think of all my friends 

From Washington to Maine, New York to Sweden 

And how we've all grown closer with years 

Or how we've grown apart 

Icicles fall from my roof, burning stove, piles of firewood 

Will we meet again in Cold Brook Park 

In Cold Brook Park 

On January days I walk into the town 

Once or twice a day some peace out here I've found 

My clothes are wet with rain and mountain mist 

Oh how I love the quiet 

When February rains I've gone another year 

Chasing perfect poems and trying them in your ear 

But I'm losing the will to chase them anymore 

Across those lonesome oceans 

Running deer stops at a fence, sniffing at the flowering iris 

Will we meet again in Cold Brook Park 

Cold Brook Park 

Ghosts inhabit my mountain home 

They don't frighten me, I sleep here alone 

I shut out my friends, shut off the phone and 

Late in the night I hear the echoes of young love 

I walk downtown, saw her again 

There on the corner, laughing with friends 

The cool mountain air pinched her pink skin 

And I walked on, aching with memories of young love 

Youth walk by hand in hand 

And there on the porch sits an old man 

His back is tight, his splintered hands 

And plain in his eyes, he envies the beauty of young love