Yesterday when I was young
The taste of life was sweet as rain upon my tongue.
I played at life as if it were a foolish game
The way the evening breeze plays with a candle flame.
The thousand dreams I dreamed, the splendid things I planned
I always built to last on weak and shifting sands
I lived by night, declined the naked light of day
And only now I see the years that ran away
Yesterday when I was young
So many crazy songs were waiting to be sung
youth
years
waiting
thousand
think
things
sweet
splendid
foolish
yesterday
played
emptiness
drift
conversation
light
taste
store
declined
arrogance
games
plays
always
built
night
tongue
crazy
flame
candle
stopped
dreamed
about
heart
breeze
brought
young
never
friends
lived
recall
planned
evening
something
inside
somehow
magic
naked
nothing
dreams
beyond
pride
quickly
waste
refused
every
sands
seemed
times
shifting
songs
stage
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