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