Vous avez cherché: i played just bot (Tagalog - Anglais)

it 's been a while since i played with you again.
its been a while since i played with you again

never asked for much, only that you stay true ineed i remind you all the things i do for you? who can i blame, i played the game? well just for now
i never asked for much, only that you stay true need i remind you all the things i do for you? who can i blame, i played the game? well just for now

alam ko minahal kita noon pero hindi mo alam 'cause i played it cool when i was scared of letting go i know i need you but i never showed but i wanna stay with you until we' re grey and old just say you won 't let go just say you won' t let go
i knew i loved you then but you'd never know 'cause i played it cool when i was scared of letting go i know i needed you but i never showed but i wanna stay with you until we're grey and old just say you won't let go just say you won't let go

yesterday when i was young, the taste of life was sweet as rain upon my tongue, i teased at life as if it were a foolish game, the way the evening breeze may tease a candle flame; the thousand dreams i dreamed, the splendid things i planned i always built, alas, on weak and shifting sand; i lived by night and shunned the naked light of day and only now i see how the years ran away yesterday, when i was young, so many happy songs were waiting to be sung, so many wayward pleasures lay in store for me and so much pain my dazzled eyes refused to see, i ran so fast that time and youth at last ran out, i never stopped to think what life was all about and every conversation i can now recall concerned itself with me and nothing else at all yesterday the moon was blue, and every crazy day brought something new to do, i used my magic age as if it were a wand, and never saw the waste and emptiness beyond; the game of love i played with arrogance and pride and every flame i lit too quickly, quickly died; the friends i made all seemed somehow to drift away and only i am left on stage to end the play there are so many songs in me that won't be sung, i feel the bitter taste of tears upon my tongue, the time has come for me to pay for yesterday when i was young yesterday, when i was young, so many happy songs were waiting to be sung, so many wayward pleasures lay in store for me and so much pain my dazzled eyes refused to see, i ran so fast that time and youth at last ran out, i never stopped to think what life was all about and every conversation i can now recall concerned itself with me and nothing else at all
yesterday when i was young