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Yesterdays

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

Truth was mine

Joyous free and flaming life

Then truth was mine

Sad am I, glad am I,

For today I'm dreaming of

Yesterdays.



Yesterdays, yesterdays,

Days I knew as happy sweet sequestered days.

Golden days, olden days,

Days of mad romance and love.



Then gay youth was mine

Truth was mine

Joyous free and flaming life

Then truth was mine

Sad am I, glad am I,

For today I'm dreaming of

Yesterdays.

Yesterdays /