Her shining hour is long since passed
Her future it is fading fast
While all around the bugle plays
Shes made of yesterdays

Her mother says she did her best
Her father says he might have guessed
Her friends all say it's just a phase
She's made of yesterdays

Shes made of used-to-bes
The should-have-beens are all she sees
She might beg and she might borrow
But there's no today
And no tomorrow

She'll tell you who she could have been
And everyone who did her in
How she almost set the sky ablaze
Shes made of yesterdays

She still gets high to “Purple Haze”
Shes made of yesterdays
Shes made of yesterdays