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