Holding on to Yesterday - Asaf Avidan

Seasons are changing faster this year

And I can’t remember the last time you were here

The east wind is blowing sand in my eyes

Drying my lips and my last compromise

Everyone told me it would happen this way

But I’m still holding on to yesterday

I was the shepherd, you were the flock in my heart

I let you graze there, as you tore me apart

There are still shadows all over my skin

In the places your body used to fit in

It’s not that I’m hoping, I never was one to pray

But I’m still holding on to yesterday

Fire in the horizon, dawn is staring away

Morning is coming with its familiar ache

I remember the last time you stood in this place

You didn’t have nothing to say, couldn’t even look at my face

I know nothing is changing, you still got nothing to say

But I’m still holding on to yesterday

I’m in a portrait of you, but I’m nowhere around

You got your foot in a square of lying on the ground

I guess that it’s summer, and the sun enter the room

The seeds of our silence have all started to bloom

I hear you’re building a woman where we used to play

But I’m still holding on to yesterday

I hear you’re building a woman where we used to play

But I’m still holding on to yesterday

I’m still holding on to yesterday

I’m still holding on to yesterday