Yesterday When I Was Young Dusty Springfield Yesterday when I[Am] was y[Dm]oung, [G] the taste of life was [C]sweet as rain upon my [F]tongue. I teased at life as [Dm]if it were a foolish [E]game, the way the evening [Am]breeze may tease the candle flame. The thousand dreams I [Dm]dreamed, the splendid things I [G]planned, I always built to [C]last on weak and shifting [F]sand. I lived by night and [Dm]shunned the naked light of [E]day and only now I [Am]see how the time ran away. Yester[Dm]d (azchords.com)