Yesterday
All my troubles seemed so far away
Now it looks as though they’re here to stay
Oh, I believe in yesterday
Suddenly
I’m not half the man I used to be
There’s a shadow hanging over me
Oh, yesterday came suddenly
I came to town to search for gold
And I brought with me a memory
And I seemed to hear the night winds cry
Go hang your dreams on the hanging tree
Your dreams of love that will never be
Hang your faded dreams on the hanging tree.
Shattered dreams, worthless years
Here am I encased inside a hollow shell
Life began, then was done
Now I stare into a cold and empty well
The many sounds that meet our ears
The sights our eyes behold
Will open up our merging hearts
And feed our empty souls
Our love is an old love baby, it’s older than all our years.
I have seen in strange young eyes, familiar tears.
We’re old souls in a new life, baby;
They gave us a new life to live and learn.
Some time to touch old friends, and still return.
Ooh, ooh, I just wanted to get your name
Sólo quería tu nombre, bebé
But if it’s cool, I wanna get inside your brain
Can we get famili-famili-famili-familiar? (Familiar)
I’m feelin’ I’m feelin’ I’m feelin’ I’m feelin’ ya (familiar)
And when at first I saw you
I didn’t know your name
But it never really mattered
For I love you just the same
Like the pine trees linin’ the windin’ road,
I’ve got a name, I’ve got a name.
Like the singin’ bird and the croakin’ toad,
I’ve got a name, I’ve got a name.
And it feels like ooh
You don’t know my name
I swear, it feels like ooh
You don’t know my name
So let me please introduce myself
I’m a man of wealth and taste
And I laid traps for troubadours
Who get killed before they reached Bombay
Pleased to meet you
Hope you guessed my name, oh yeah
But what’s puzzling you is the nature of my game, oh yeah
But, You don’t have to call me darlin’, darlin’
You never even called me by my name…
Well, its eight o’clock in Boise, Idaho
I’ll find my limo driver
Mister, take us to the show
I done made some plans for later on tonight
I’ll find a little queen
And I know I can treat her right
What’s your name, little girl?
What’s your name?
Shootin’ you straight, little girl?
Won’t you do the same?
She gets too hungry for dinner at eight
She likes the theatre and never comes late
She never bothers with people she’d hate
That’s why the lady is a tramp
Eight days a week,
I love you.
Eight days a week,
Is not enough to show I care.
Everybody’s working for the weekend
Everybody wants a little romance
Everybody’s goin’ off the deep end
Everybody needs a second chance, oh
And in the end
The love you take
Is equal to the love you make
And now, the end is near
And so I face the final curtain
My friend, I’ll say it clear
I’ll state my case, of which I’m certain
I’ve lived a life that’s full
I’ve traveled each and every highway
But more, much more than this
I did it my way
And when I die
and when I’m dead, dead and gone,
There’ll be one child born and
a world to carry on, to carry on
Carry on my wayward son
For there’ll be peace when you are done
Lay your weary head to rest
Don’t you cry no more
Peace
Peace will
Peace will come
And let it begin with me
We
We need
We need peace
And let it begin with me
I’m starting with the man in the mirror
I’m asking him to change his ways
And no message could have been any clearer
If you want to make the world a better place
Take a look at yourself, and then make a change