{"type":"video","version":"1.0","provider_name":"Network.hu","provider_url":"http:\/\/network.hu\/","title":"Andy Williams Yesterday when I was Young...","author_name":"Izolda3","author_url":"http:\/\/network.hu\/Izolda3","html":"&lt;object width=&quot;424&quot; height=&quot;345&quot;&gt;&lt;param name=&quot;movie&quot; value=&quot;http:\/\/romantikusok.network.hu\/flash\/videoplayer\/video.swf?videoid=587126&amp;amp;pvol=40&amp;amp;plang=hu&amp;amp;host=http:\/\/romantikusok.network.hu&quot; \/&gt;&lt;param name=&quot;allowscriptaccess&quot; value=&quot;always&quot; \/&gt;&lt;param name=&quot;allowfullscreen&quot; value=&quot;true&quot; \/&gt;&lt;embed src=&quot;http:\/\/romantikusok.network.hu\/flash\/videoplayer\/video.swf?videoid=587126&amp;amp;pvol=40&amp;amp;plang=hu&amp;amp;host=http:\/\/romantikusok.network.hu&quot; width=&quot;424&quot; height=&quot;345&quot; allowscriptaccess=&quot;always&quot; allowfullscreen=&quot;true&quot; \/&gt;&lt;\/object&gt;","width":424,"height":345,"description":"Andy Williams Yesterday when I was Young...\r\n\r\nYesterday When I Was Young\r\n\r\n    Yesterday when I was Young\r\n    The taste of life was sweet like rain upon my tongue\r\n    I teased at life as if it were a foolish game\r\n    The way an evening breeze would tease a candle flame\r\n    The thousand dreams I dream\r\n    The splendid things I planned\r\n    I always built to last on weekend shifting sand\r\n    I lived by night and shunned the naked light of day\r\n    And only now I see how the years have run away\r\n\r\n    *(repeat)\r\n    Yesterday when I was young\r\n    There were so many songs that waited to be sung\r\n    So many wild pleasures lay in store for me\r\n    And so much pain my dazzled eyes refused to see\r\n    I ran so fast in time and youth at last ran out\r\n    I never stopped to think what life was all about\r\n    And every conversation that I can (now) recall\r\n    Find more lyrics at \u203b Mojim.com\r\n    Concerned itself with me and nothing else at all\r\n\r\n    Yesterday the moon was blue\r\n    And every crazy day brought something new to do\r\n    And I used my magic age as if it were a wand\r\n    And never saw all the waste and emptiness beyoud\r\n    The game of love I played with arrogance and pride\r\n    And every flame I lit so quickly, quickly died\r\n    The friends I made all seem somehow to drift away\r\n    And only I'm left on stage to end the play\r\n\r\n    There are so many songs in me that won't be sung\r\n    'Cause I feel the bitter taste of tears upon my tongue\r\n    And the time has come for me\r\n    To pay for yesterday when I was Young","thumbnail_url":"http:\/\/vds.network.hu\/clubvideo\/5\/8\/7\/_\/587126_63125_2.jpg","thumbnail_width":80,"thumbnail_height":60,"video_id":"587126"}