Yesterday love felt fantastically right
He killed it as the clocks struck midnight
Now he wants to be friends
Play a game of pretend
Sweet yesterdays love
Todays love came late
Tomorrow will be a sad never-ending wait
Yesterdays love was strong
As romantic as a sweet classical song
No indication of darkness in the passing light
He killed the love as the clocks struck midnight
Now he is the perfect stranger
Operating again as a lone ranger
Sweet yesterdays love
Todays love came late
Tomorrow will be a sad never-ending wait
Copyright 2006 - Sylvia Chidi
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