yesterday when i was young
Dm G
yesterday when i was young ,
C F
the taste of life was sweet as rain upon my tongue
Dm E
i teased at life as if it were a foolish game
Am
the way the evening breeze may tease the candle flame
the thousand dreams i dreamed , the splendid things i planned
i 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 time ran away
chorus :
Dm G
yesterday when i was young
C F
so many lovely songs were waiting to be sung
Dm E
so many wild pleasures lay in store for me
Am
and so much pain my 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 that 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 somehow seemed to slip away
and only now i’m left alone to end the play , yeah
chorus
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
by : jose duarte
jtduarte1@gmail . com
yesterday when i was young
Dm G
yesterday when i was young ,
C F
the taste of life was sweet as rain upon my tongue
Dm E
i teased at life as if it were a foolish game
Am
the way the evening breeze may tease the candle flame
the thousand dreams i dreamed , the splendid things i planned
i 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 time ran away
chorus :
Dm G
yesterday when i was young
C F
so many lovely songs were waiting to be sung
Dm E
so many wild pleasures lay in store for me
Am
and so much pain my 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 that 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 somehow seemed to slip away
and only now i’m left alone to end the play , yeah
chorus
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
by : jose duarte
jtduarte1@gmail . com
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