We say the same sweet things We sigh when a bluebird sings But, is it just the way it used to be? It seems there's something missing In our laughter Like roses once in bloom Then fading after It's still the same old town The same old friends around But, somehow it's just not the same to me And yet, each kiss tells me That we could start again Right from the heart again The way it used to be We say the same sweet things, honey We even sigh, when a bluebird sings But, tell me, is it just the way it used to be? It's still the same old town The same old friends around But, somehow it's just not the same to me And yet, each kiss tells me That we could start again Right from the heart again The way it used to be