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 Splendid things I planned I always built a house 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 weathered pleasures they installed for me So much pain my dazzled eyes refused to see I ran so fast, that time I knew that last round out I never stopped to think what life, yes, life was all about And every conversation I can now recall Concerted 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 young Thank you for watching!