text: 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 drinking 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, 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 wont 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
  When I was young