♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪ A bell is no bell till you ring it, a song is no song till you sing it, and love in your heart wasn't put there to stay. Love isn't love till you give it away. When you're sixteen, going on seventeen, waiting for life to start, somebody kind who touches your mind will suddenly touch your heart. When that happens, after it happens, nothing is quite the same. Somehow I know I'll jump up and go if ever he calls my name. Gone are your old ideas of life, the old ideas grow dim. Lo and behold, you're someone's wife, and you belong to him. You may think this kind of adventure never may come to you. Darling sixteen, going on seventeen, wait a year. But wait a year, just wait a year or two. ♪♪