Paroles de Things

Every night I sit here by my window Staring at the lonely avenue Watching lovers holding hands and laughing And thinking about the things we used to do Thinking about things like a walk in the park Things like a kiss in the dark Things like a sailboat ride What about the night we cried Things like a lover’s vow Things that we don’t do now Thinking about the things we used to do Memories are all I have to cling to Heartaches are the friends I’m talking to But I’m not thinking bout just how much I love you I’m thinking about the things we used to do I can still hear the jukebox softly playing And the face each day I see belongs to you There’s not a single sound and there’s nobody else around It’s just me thinking about the things we used to do