Yesterday when I was young The taste of life was sweet as rain upon my tongue I teased at life as if it were a foolish game The way the evening breeze may tease a candle flame
The thousand dreams I dreamed, the splendid things I planned I always built, alas, on weak and shifting sand I lived by night and shunned the naked light of day And only now I see how the years ran away
Yesterday when I was young So many drinking songs were waiting to be sung So many wayward pleasures lay in store for me And so much pain my dazzled eyes refused to see
I ran so fast that time and youth at last ran out I never stopped to think what life, life was all about And every conversation I can now recall Concerned itself with me, me and nothing else at all
Yesterday the moon was blue and every crazy day brought something new to do I used my magic age as if it were a wand And never saw the waste and emptiness beyond
The game of love I played with arrogance and pride And every flame I lit too quickly, quickly died The friends I made all seemed somehow to drift away And only I am left on stage to end the play
There are so many songs in me that won't be sung I feel the bitter taste of tears upon my tongue The time has come for me to pay For yesterday when I was youngTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
