Yesterdays
Yesterdays
Days I knew as happy, sweet
Sequestered days

Olden days
Golden days
Days of mad romance and love
Then gay youth was mine
And truth was mine
Joyous free and flaming life forsooth was mine

Sad am I
Glad am I
For today I'm dreaming of
Of yesterdays

Then gay youth was mine
The truth was mine
Sad am I
Glad am I
Because today I'm dreaming of
Of yesterdays