| That we don’t do now
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| Thinking about the things we used to do
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| Memories are all I have to cling to (cling to)
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| And heartaches are the friends I’m talking to (talking to)
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| When I’m not thinking of just how much I love you (love you)
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| Well I’m thinking about the things we used to do
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| I think about things
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| Like a walk in the park (things)
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| Like a kiss in the dark (things)
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| Like a sailboat ride
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| What about the night we cried (things)
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| Like a lovers vow (things)
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| That we don’t do now
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| Thinking about the things we used to do
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| I still can hear the jukebox softly playing (playing)
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| And the face I see each day belongs to you (to you)
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| There’s not a single sound
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| And there’s nobody else around
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| That’s just me thinking about the things we used to do
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| I think about things
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| Like a walk in the park (things)
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| Like a kiss in the dark (things)
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| Like a sailboat ride
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| What about the night we cried (things)
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| Like a lovers vow (things)
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| That we don’t do now
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| Thinking about the things we used to do
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| I’m thinking about the things we used to do
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| I’m thinking about the things we used to do
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| Thinking about the things we used to do |