Last night When we were young Love was a star, A song unsung, Life was so new, So real, so right, Ages ago, Last night.

The lines compress a lifetime of memory into a single, paradoxical moment: “last night” becomes synonymous with “ages ago.” By pairing youthful immediacy (“Life was so new, / So real, so right”) with the distance of hindsight, the speaker suggests how love and youth feel both intensely present when lived and impossibly remote when recalled. The imagery of “a star” and “a song unsung” frames love as something luminous and fated, yet also unfinished—an ideal that was felt more than articulated. The refrain-like return to “Last night” underscores nostalgia’s circularity: memory revisits the past repeatedly, but can never fully restore it.