things

Dean Martin

Every night I sit here by my window
Staring at the lonely avenue
Watching lovers holding hands and laughing
Thinking bout the things we used to do

(Thinking bout things) like a walk in the park
(Things) like a kiss in the dark
(Things) like a sailboat ride
(Yea yea) oh what about the night we cried
Things like a lover's vow things that we don't do now
Thinking bout 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
I'm thinking bout the things we used to do

(Thinking bout things) like a walk in the park...

I still can hear the jukebox softly playing
And the face I see each day belongs to you
Though there's not a single sound and there's nobody else around
Well there's just me thinking bout the things we used to do

(Thinking bout things) like a walk in the park...

And the heartaches are the friends I'm talking to
You got me thinking bout the things we used to do
Thinking bout the things we used to do