Yesterdays

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