[ti:Yesterday when i was young]
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[00:00.00]Yesterday When I Was Young
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[00:02.47]Yesterday when I was young
[00:06.88]the taste of life was sweet as rain upon my tongue.
[00:13.00]I teased at life as if it were a foolish g ame,
[00:18.81]the way the evening breeze may tease a candle fl ame.
[00:24.36]The thousand dreams I dreamed, the splendid things I planned
[00:30.69]I always built alas on weak and shifting sand.
[00:36.99]I lived by night and shunned the naked light of the day
[00:43.18]and only now I see how the years ran away.
[02:46.17][00:48.73]Yesterday when I was young
[02:51.72][00:54.18]so many drinking songs were waiting to be sung,
[02:57.35][01:00.47]so many wayward pleasures lay in store for me
[03:03.45][01:06.15]and so much pain my dazzled eyes refused to see.
[01:12.18]I ran so fast that time and youth at last ran out,
[01:17.80]I never stopped to think what life was all about
[01:23.99]and every conversation I can now recall
[01:29.84]concerned itself with me and nothing else at all.
[01:58.91]Yesterday the moon was blue
[02:04.78]and every crazy day brought something new to do.
[02:10.35]I used my magic age as if itwere a wand
[02:15.84]and never saw the waste and emptiness beyond.
[02:22.08]The g ame of love I played with arrogance and pride
[02:27.59]and every flame I lit too quickly quickly died.
[02:33.36]The friedns I made all seemed somehow to drift away
[02:39.11]and only I am left on stage to end the play.
[03:09.41]There are so many songs in me that won't be sung,
[03:15.69]I feel the bitter taste of tears upon my tongue.
[03:20.94]The time has come for me to pay for yesterday when I was young.