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Yesterday When I Was Young- Bing Crosby

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 always built

Alas 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 wayward 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

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