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Full Of You |
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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
You were coming back to me
I hear footsteps by the door
Could it be there's nothing else that I want more
There you stand in front of me
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