Things of the Past - Phyllis Dillon

Your kisses taste just like good wine

And my eyes are telling me they’re gonna cry

I know I’m losing you too fast

Our love’s becoming a thing of the past

What happened to those happy hours

And where is a sweet bouquet of flowers?

I know I’m losing you too fast

Our love’s becoming a thing of the past

You used to call me your sugar baby

Now as you call me, you tell me maybe

If you don’t love me, please stop pretending

You read the book with a heartbreak ending

This is the moment to decide

And don’t be influenced by foolish pride

It cannot make a true love last

Our love’s becoming a thing of the past

Remember, remember what I say now

Our love’s becoming a thing of the past

Remember, remember what I say now

Our love’s becoming a thing of the past…