In the hands of many good people, this song has been to more places than I have. Thank you. (BZ)
Hold back the days in which I’m living
So far from home, so far from free
Fold back the ways we’ve all been given
And let a sweet song from yesterday wash over me
If we should meet, like ships a-passin’
Some stormy night upon the blue
We may not speak but for the askin’
I’d let a sweet song from yesterday wash over you
When it seems your dreams aren’t worth the dreamin’
And when you can’t find your way through
When all your schemes aren’t worth the schemin’
Just let a sweet song from yesterday wash over you
Let a sweet song from yesterday wash over me