YesterdayWhen I was youngThe taste of life as sweet as rainUpon my tongueI teased at life as if it wereA foolish gameThe way the evening breezeMay tease a candle flameThe thousand dreams I dreamedThe splendid things I plannedI always built, alasOn weak and shifting sandI lived by night and shunnedThe naked light of dayAnd only now I seeThe way the evening breezeOf the years ran awayYesterdayWhen I was youngSo many drinking songs were waitingTo be sungSo many wayward pleasures layIn store for meAnd so much pain my dazzled eyesRefused to seeI ran so fastThat timeAnd you that last ran outI never stopped thinking what lifeLife was all aboutAnd every conversationI can now recallConsent itselfWith meMe and nothing else at allYesterdayThe moon was blueAnd every crazy dayBrought something new to doI used my magic ageAs if it were oneAnd never saw the wasteAnd emptiness beyondThe game of love I playedWith arrogance and prideAnd every flame I litTo createI quickly diedThe friends I madeAll seemed somehowTo drift awayAnd only I am left on stageTo end the playThere are so many songs in meThat won't be sungI feel the bitter taste of tearsUpon my tongueThe time has come for me to singTo payFor yesterdayWhen I was youngWhen I was youngWhen I was a childThere was a voice written in my earOh, child, you'll celebrateThrough the songI must have lost youyou