Yesterday, just a photograph of yesterday

And all it′s edges folded and the corners faded, sepia brown

And yet it's all I have of our past loveA postscript to it′s ending

Brighter days, I can see such brighter days

When every song we sang is sung again

And now we know this time's for good

And we're lovers once again

And you′re near me

I can remember the rain in December

The leaves are brown on the ground

In Spain I did love and adore you

The bright lights and songs were our joy each day

And the nights were the heat of yearning

I can recall my desire, every reverie is on fire

And I got a picture of all our yesterdays

Yesterday, I can say. I got a kick everytime I see that Spain again

I can remember the rain in December

The leaves are brown on the ground

Our love was a Spanish fiesta

The night fill with joy were our yesterdays

And tomorrow will bring you near me

I can recall my desire, every reverie is on fire

And I got a picture of all our yesterdays

Yesterday, I can say. I got a kick everytime see you gaze at me

I see moments of history

Your eyes meet mine

And they dance to the melody

And we live again, as if dreaming

The sound of our hearts beat like castanets

And forever we know their meaning

I can recall my desire, every reverie is on fire

And I got a picture of all our yesterdays

Yesterday, I can say. I got a kick everytime I see that Spain again

I can recall my desire, every reverie is on fire

And I got a picture of all our yesterdays

Yesterday, I can say. I got a kick everytime I see you gaze at me

I can recall my desire, every reverie is on fire

And I got a picture of all our yesterdays

Yesterday, I can say. I got a kick everytime I see you gaze at me

I see moments of history

Your eyes meet mine

And we dance to the melody

And we live again, as if dreaming

The sound of our hearts beat like castanets

And forever we know their meaning

I can recall my desire, every reverie is on fire

And I got a picture of all our yesterdays

Yesterday, I can say. I got a kick everytime I see that Spain again

I can remember the rain in December

The leaves are brown on the ground

Our love was a Spanish fiesta

The night fill with joy were our yesterdays

And tomorrow will bring you near me

I can recall my desire, every reverie is on fire

And I got a picture of all our yesterdays

Yesterday, I can say. I got a kick everytime I see that Spain

That Spain again