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