[Intro]        [Verse 1] When  I   look into my book oh so late at night I see the names of the girls I knew and used to hold so tight [Bridge] But I remember all the little things that we used to do and share but the thrill of you being close to me is no longer there [Verse 2] When I look upon my shelf I shed a tear Oh why I see the pictures of you I took and they seem to make me cry [Bridge] But I remember all the little things that we used to do and share but the thrill of you being close to me is no longer there [Verse 3] Spoken slowly You know baby when I look into my book you know I still remember all the goods times we used to share you know and all them walks down lovers lane even the fights with your dad Yeah after all this time it seems so real and sad [Outro] But I remember all the little things that we used to do and share and the thrill of you being close to me is not there