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Yesterdays
If everyday
Was like those when we were happy
I don’t think I would have
One complaint tonight
The moon’s white light has become me
As my restless mind dwells on past times
Love is a tricky thing
And when it’s over
It takes your very breath
Your will to live
So how do you bypass
Such destructive thoughts
If only we were like yesterdays
I wouldn’t have to feel this way
