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YesterdAm7ay when I was yD7oung
The taste of love was Gmaj7sweet as rain upon myCmaj7 tongue;
I teased at life asF#m7 if it were a foolish B7game
The way the evening brEmeeze may teBase a candle flE7ame.
The thousand dreams I dAm7reamed, the splendid things I plD7anned--
I always built to Gmaj7last on weak and shifting sCmaj7and;
I lived by night and F#m7shunned the naked light ofB7 day,
And only now I Emsee how the yBears ran aE7way.
YesterdAm7ay when I was yD7oung,
So many happy sGmaj7ongs were waiting to be Cmaj7sung,
So many wayward Am7pleasures lay in store for B7me,
And so much pain my Emdazzled eyes reBfused to sE7ee.
I ran so fast that Am7time and youth, at last, ran oD7ut,
I never stopped to tGmaj7hink what life was all aCmaj7bout;
And ev'ry converAm7sation I can now recB7all
Concerned itself with Emme, and Bnothing else at aE7ll.
YesterAm7day the moon was bD7lue,
And ev'ry crazy Gmaj7day brought something new toCmaj7 do,
I used my magic F#m7age as if it were a wB7and,
And never saw the Emwaste and eBmptiness beyE7ond.
The game of love I pAm7layed with arrogance and pD7ride,
And ev'ryGmaj7 flame ICmaj7 lit too quickly, quickly died;
The friends I made all sF#m7eemed somehow to drift aB7way
And only I am lEmeft on stBage to end the plE7ay.
There are so many soAm7ngs in me that won't be sD7ung,
I feel the bitter tGaste of tears upon my tCmaj7ongue;
The time has come for me tAm7o pay for yesterdB7ay
WheCn I was yoEmung. Am Em
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