all our yesterdays have flown
like birds from winter shores
all the memories we've known
are fragments and nothing more

so many years have passed us by
floating on an endless stream
made from the days we did not cry..

if the [bad word] be told
i miss you and if i'd known
i would never have let you go
(i would never have let you go)

now our dreams are growing old
just as i supposed
if the [bad word] be told
(if the [bad word] be told)

all our vanities have gone
wasted so much time with them
pride the victor all alone
building walls between two friends

was too high to pull it down
it was too high to climb so far
now we laugh just like the clown
who reminds us what a fool we are

if the [bad word] be told
i miss you and if i'd known
i would never have let you go
(i would never have let you go)

now our dreams are growing old
just as i supposed
if the [bad word] be told
(if the [bad word] be told)