Things - Robbie Williams, Jane Horrocks

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…