Walking Among My Yesterdays Songtext
von Robert Goulet

Was it really all that sweet?
In that house
And along that street?
Memory clouds in a thousand ways
Walking among my yesterdays

Did it happen?
Was it real?
Eyes can see what the heart can feel
Visions vanish beneath the gaze
Walking among my yesterdays

Hold, hold, hold
Wait for me
Light the picture
Let me see


Now and then
The image clears
Truth is plain, then it disappears
One more trick that the camera plays
Walking among my yesterdays

Hold, hold, hold
Wait for me
Light the picture
Let me see

Souvenirs of the past remain
Bits of pleasure and scraps of pain
Love may pass
But the perfume stays
Walking among my yesterdays

Hold, hold, hold
Yesterdays