Every night I sit here by my window

starin' at a lonely avenue,

watching lovers holding hands and laughin',

thinkin' bout the things they used to do.



(Thinkin' 'bout things) Like a walk in the park,

(Things) like a kiss in the dark,

(Things) like a sailor boat ride,

what about the night we cried?

Things like a lovin' wow, Things that we don't do now,

thinkin' bout the things we used to do.



Memories are all I have to cling to,

and heartaches are the frames I'm talking to.

When I'm not thinking of just how much I loved you,

I'm thinking 'bout the things we used to do.



(Thinkin' 'bout things) Like a walk in the park...



I still can hear the juke-box softly playin',

and the face I see is there belongs to you.

No, there's not a single sound,

and there's nobody else around,

but I just mean thinkin' 'bout things we used to do.



(Thinkin' 'bout things) Like a walk in the park...



And the heartaches are the frames I'm talking to.

You got me thinkin' 'bout the things we used to do.

Thinkin' bout...