[00:13.87]Yesterday when I was young
[00:21.04]the taste of life was sweet as rain upon my tongue.
[00:27.64]I teased at life as if it were a foolish g ame,
[00:34.49]the way the evening breeze may tease a candle fl ame.
[00:41.69]The thousand dreams I dreamed, the splendid things I planned
[00:47.99]I always built alas on weak and shifting sand.
[00:55.30]I lived by night and shunned the naked light of the day
[01:05.99]and only now I see how the years ran away.
[01:09.19]Yesterday when I was young
[01:16.41]so many drinking songs were waiting to be sung,
[01:22.62]so many wayward pleasures lay in store for me
[01:30.14]and so much pain my dazzled eyes refused to see.
[01:36.71]I ran so fast that time and youth at last ran out,
[01:46.64]I never stopped to think what life was all about
[01:49.87]and every conversation I can now recall
[01:56.78]concerned itself with me and nothing else at all.
[02:32.28]There are so many songs in me that won't be sung,
[02:39.25]I feel the bitter taste of tears upon my tongue.
[02:45.98]The time has come for me to pay for yesterday when I was young.