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Conway Twitty - Thing Of The Past lyrics
One way ticket, window seat
 Heartache at 30, 000 feet
 The future fades into memories.
 I'll get by somehow.
 Three point landing at L.A.X.
 Pockets filled with traveller's cheques
 Passenger filled with regrets
 It's all too clear to me now.
 We're just like "I Love Lucy" and drive-in movies
 And cars that run on regular gas.
 War love letters and high school sweaters
 Beetle boots and bell bottom pants.
 Like autumn leaves fallin' from the trees
 And all the things that weren't meant to last.
 It's sad to find that you and I are nothing
 But a thing of the past.
 No one's waitin' to meet my planeConway Twitty - Thing Of The Past - http://motolyrics.com/conway-twitty/thing-of-the-past-lyrics.html
 Two thousand miles and I feel the same.
 Only the hotel clerk knows my name
 And that's just fine with me.
 Out the window the crowded streets are lined
 With people with someone to meet.
 While I sit here keepin' company
 With what used to be.
 We're just like "I Love Lucy" and drive- in movies
 And cars that run on regular gas.
 War love letters and high school sweaters.
 Beetle boots and bell bottom pants.
 Like autumn leaves fallin' from the trees
 And all the things that weren't meant to last.
 It's sad to find that you and I are nothin'
 But a thing of the past.
 It's sad to find that you and I are nothin'
 But a thing of the past...








