Yesterdays, Yesterdays, days I knew as happy sweet sequestered days
Olden days, golden days, days of mad romance and love
Gay youth was mine, truth was mine
Joyous free and flaming life, their truth was mine
Sad am I, glad am I, all the days I'm dreaming of, yesterdays
Then gay youth was mine, truth was mine
Joyous free and flaming life, their truth was mine
Sad am I, glad am I, all the days I'm dreaming of, yesterdays
Yesterdays