where I run I meet myself there. Looking inside me, what do I see? Anger and hope and doubt, What em I all about? And where am I going? Tell me why
(O.Harbach & J.Kern) Yesterdays, Yesterdays Days I knew as happy sweet Sequestered days Olden days, Golden days Days of mad romance and love Then gay
that I see Won't be staring back at me Telling me what to be and how to be it Some place where I can just be me Gotta move, got to get out Gotta leave
never was caught out To step and strut out Give me the simple life Some find a pleasant dining on pheasants Those things roll off my comb Just serve me