2005-07-19 16:21:00浮光掠影
Yesterday Once More
Yesterday Once More
When I was young I’d listen to the radio waiting for my favourite songs.
When they played I’d sing along, it made me smile.
Those were such happy times and not so long ago.
How I wondered where they’d gone.
But they are back again just like a long-lost friend all the songs I love so well.
Every sha la la la every wo wo still shines.
Every singa linga ling that they are starting to sing so fine.
When they get to apart where he’s breaking her heart it can really make me cry just like before.
It’s yesterday once more.
Looking back on how it was in years gone by and the good times that I had, makes today seem rather sad so much has changed.
It were songs those that I would sing to them and I memorize each word.
Those old melodies sound so good to me as it melt the years away.
Every sha la la la every wo wo still shines.
Every singa linga ling that they are starting to sing so fine.
All my best memories come back clearly to me some can even make me cry just like before.
It’s yesterday once more.
Every sha la la la every wo wo still shines.
Every singa linga ling that they are starting to sing so fine.
When I was young I’d listen to the radio waiting for my favourite songs.
When they played I’d sing along, it made me smile.
Those were such happy times and not so long ago.
How I wondered where they’d gone.
But they are back again just like a long-lost friend all the songs I love so well.
Every sha la la la every wo wo still shines.
Every singa linga ling that they are starting to sing so fine.
When they get to apart where he’s breaking her heart it can really make me cry just like before.
It’s yesterday once more.
Looking back on how it was in years gone by and the good times that I had, makes today seem rather sad so much has changed.
It were songs those that I would sing to them and I memorize each word.
Those old melodies sound so good to me as it melt the years away.
Every sha la la la every wo wo still shines.
Every singa linga ling that they are starting to sing so fine.
All my best memories come back clearly to me some can even make me cry just like before.
It’s yesterday once more.
Every sha la la la every wo wo still shines.
Every singa linga ling that they are starting to sing so fine.