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Yesterday When I Was Young

Höfundur lags: Herbert Kretzmer og Charles Aznavour Flytjandi: Roy Clark Sent inn af: Anonymous
Seems the love I've known has always been the most destructive kind
Yes that's why now I feel so old before my time

[Am]Yesterday when I was [D7]young
The taste of life was [G7]sweet as rain upon my [C]tongue
I teased at life as [F#m]if it were a foolish [B7]game   
The way the evening [Em]breeze may tease a candle flame

The thousand dreams I [Am]dreamed the splendid things I [D7]planned
I'd always built to [G7]last on weak and shifting [C]sand
I lived by night and [F#m]shunned the naked light of [B7]day   
And only now I [Em]see how the years ran away

[Am]Yesterday when I was [D7]young
So many happy [G7]songs were waiting to be [C]sung
So many wild [Am]pleasures lay in store for [B7]me   
And so much pain my [Em]dazzled eyes refused to see

I ran so fast that [Am]time and youth at last ran [D7]out   
I never stopped to [G]think what life was all [C]about
And every conver[Am]sation I can now re[B7]call   
Concerned itself with [Em]me and nothing else at all

Yester[Am]day the moon was [D7]blue   
And every crazy [G]day brought something new to [C]do  
I used my magic [F#m]age as if it were a [B7]wand   
And never saw the [Em]waste and emptiness beyond

The game of love I [Am]played with arrogance and [D7]pride
And every flame I [G]lit too quickly quickly [C]died
The friends I made all [F#m]seemed somehow to drift a[B7]way   
And only I am [Em]left on stage to end the play

There are so many [Am]songs in me that won't be [B7]sung   
I feel the bitter [Em]taste of tears upon my [A]tongue
The time has come for [Am]me to pay
For [Em]yesterday when [B7]I    [Am]was [Em]young

Seems the love I've known has always been the most destructive kind
Yes that's why now I feel so old before my time

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 the splendid things I planned
I'd always built to last 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 happy songs were waiting to be sung
So many wild 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 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

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