Every night I sit here by my window,
staring at the lonely avenue.
Watching lovers holding hands and laughing.
Thinking about the things we used to do.
I think 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 lovers vow.
(Things...) That we don't do now.
Thinking about the things we used to do.
Memories are all I have to cling to,
and heartaches are the friends I'm talking to.
When I'm not thinking of just how much I love you,
well, I'm thinking about the things we used to do.
I think 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 lovers vow.
Things that we don't do now.
Thinking about the things we used to do.
I still can hear the jukebox softly playing,
and the face I see each day belongs to you.
There's not a single sound,
and there's nobody else around.
That's just me thinking about the things we used to do.
I think 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 lovers vow.
Things that we don't do now.
Thinking about the things we used to do.
I'm thinking about the things we used to do.
I'm thinking about the things we used to do.
Thinking about the things we used to do.