We dreamed of flying higher, Chasing fire across the sky, Thought the future would be brighter, Every door would open wide. But the years rolled on so quickly, Dreams grew smaller by the day, Still the quiet life we’re living Holds a beauty in its way. Not the story we expected, Not the stage we thought we’d play, But the lines we’ve been directed Still can carry hope today. What happened to yesterday? All the fields we thought we’d claim— They became the bread we share, Simple love that’s always there. What happened to yesterday? It was sown in another way. Not the kingdom we had planned, But still written by God’s hand. What happened to yesterday? We thought we’d see the mountains, Raise a family, change the world. Now the dream is something humbler, But it’s worth its weight in gold. For the laughter in the evening, And the comfort when we pray, Are the treasures that remind us We were never cast away. We don’t live the life imagined, Still there’s meaning in the clay. Every hope we thought abandoned Found its voice in quieter ways. What happened to yesterday? All the fields we thought we’d claim— They became the bread we share, Simple love that’s always there. What happened to yesterday? It was sown in another way. Not the kingdom we had planned, But still written by God’s hand. What happened to yesterday? Dreams don’t vanish, they transform, Like the seed into the storm. And the harvest, though it’s small, Still can feed the soul of all. What happened to yesterday? It became the life we live today. Every moment, every prayer, It was love that brought us here. What happened to yesterday? It was sown in another way. Not the kingdom we had planned, But still written by God’s hand. What happened to yesterday? Not the dream we thought we’d know… But it turned out good, it turned out so.
