[ti:Yesterday when I was young] [ar:] [al:] [00:00.00]Yesterday when I was young [00:05.89]the taste of life was sweet as rain upon my tongue. [00:12.19]I teased at life as if it were a foolish game, [00:18.26]the way the evening breeze may tease a candle flame. [00:24.05]The thousand dreams I dreamed, [00:27.19]the splendid things I planned [00:30.19]I always built to last on weak and shifting sand. [00:36.51]I lived by night and shunned the naked light of the day [00:42.22]and only now I see how the years ran away. [00:48.24]Yesterday when I was young [00:53.56]There were so many songs were waiting to be sung, [01:00.00]so many wayward pleasures lay in store for me [01:05.64]and so much pain my dazzled eyes refused to see. [01:11.68]I ran so fast that time and youth at last ran out, [01:17.71]I never stopped to think what life was all about [01:23.13]and every conversation I can now recall [01:29.25]concerned itself with me and nothing else at all. [01:35.37] [01:58.80]esterday, the moon was blue, [02:04.00]nd every crazy day, brought something new to do, [02:10.33]I used my magic age, as if it were a wand, [02:15.75]And never saw the waste, and the emptiness beyond [02:21.63]The game of love I played, with arrogance and pride, [02:27.58]And every flame I lit, soo quickly, quickly died, [02:33.21]The friends I made, all seemed somehow to drift away, [02:39.36]And only I am left, on stage to end the play [02:45.00]Yesterday when I was young [02:50.68]so many happy songs were waiting to be sung, [02:56.71]so many wayward pleasures lay in store for me [03:02.56]and so much pain my dazzled eyes refused to see. [03:14.33]I feel the bitter taste of tears upon my tongue. [03:20.52]The time has come for me to pay for yesterday [03:26.02]when I was young. [17:10.00]here are so many songs in me that won't be sung