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 G Ame,

The Way The Evening Breeze May Tease A Candle Fl Ame.

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 The 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 Was All About

And Every Conversation I Can Now Recall

Concerned Itself With 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 Itwere A Wand

And Never Saw The Waste And Emptiness Beyond.

The G Ame Of Love I Played With Arrogance And Pride

And Every Flame I Lit Too Quickly Quickly Died.

The Friedns 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 Young.