Johnny Tillotson - For The Holidays

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 that night you cried
(Things) like a lover's vows
(Things) that we don't do now
Thinking bout the things we used to do