Last night when we were young
Love was a star, a song unsung
Life was so new, so real so right
You flew away and time grew cold
Where is that star that shone so bright
To think that spring had depended
On merely this, a look, a kiss
To think that something so splendid
Could slip away in one little daybreak
And recollect the sighs and the kisses
When we were young last night More from Clifford Jordan Quartet