In the land of yesterdays I'm gone fishing in a velvet haze In the land of yesterdays Pink carnations in a plastic vase In the land of yesterdays Shadows are falling on a tender plain ♪ Hey little kid, come on in from the cold Your father is sick and your things must be sold An orphanage sits in the snow Of a winter you lost long ago They teach the girls sewing, and cooking, and baking They teach the boys hunting and money-making The mission bells toll on and on And lead us to days that have gone Gone, gone The land of yesterdays I'm running blindly now after neon trains In the land of yesterdays The moon like fire in a horse's mane In the land of yesterdays Shadows are falling on a tender plain ♪ (You could never return) you could never return (come back now) (Come back, come back) you could never return (you could never return) You could never return (turn back now, turn back, turn back) You could never return (you could never return) You could never return (come back now) (Come back, come back) you could never return That island has burned