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  • somehow, it seems the love i knew was always the most destructive kind

    yesterday when i was young
    the taste of life was sweet
    as rain upon my tongue
    i teased at life as if it were a foolish game
    the way the evening breeze
    may tease the candle flame

    the thousand dreams i dreamed
    the splendid things i planned
    i always built to last on weak and shifting sand
    i lived by night and shunned the naked light of day
    and only now i see how the time ran away

    yesterday when i was young
    so many lovely songs were waiting to be sung
    so many wild pleasures lay in store for me
    and so much pain my eyes refused to see
    i ran so fast that time and youth at last ran out
    i never stopped to think what life was all about
    and every conversation that i can now recall
    concerned itself with me and nothing else at all

    the game of love i played with arrogance and pride
    and every flame i lit too quickly, quickly died
    the friends i made all somehow seemed to slip away
    and only now im left alone to end the play, yeah

    oh, yesterday when i was young
    so many, many songs were waiting to be sung
    so many wild pleasures lay in store for me
    and so much pain my eyes refused to see
    there are so many songs in me that wont be sung
    i feel the bitter taste of tears upon my tongue
    the time has come for me to pay for yesterday
    when i was young
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