I look back on all those good times. We once shared and I must have been blind. Just to think I'd find someone new. One who'd love me better than you.
Come down - your tea is on the table. Nothing seems to matter anymore. And if you're good we'll go out on Sunday. Spend the whole day thinking of you.
I look back on all those good times. We once shared and I must have been blind. Just to think I'd find someone new. One who'd love me better than you.