Rick Astley

Cardboard Boxes On The Floor
They Contain Memories And So Much More
Black And White Photographs
Faded Now But I Remember How We Laughed
There's Nothing Left For Me To Do
I've An Empty House, Full Of You
Pour Myself A Glass Of Wine
Let It Breathe But I Don't Give It Too Much Time
Take Another And Set It Down
I Kid Myself There's Nobody Else Around
There's Nothing Left For Me To Do
I've An Empty Glass, Full Of You
But Let Me Tell You Baby
I Can't Fight The Feeling
I Never Stopped Believing