by Westlife on album Love Stories
An empty street, an empty house A hole inside my heart I'm all alone, the rooms are getting smaller. I wonder how, I wonder why, I wonder where they are The days we had, the songs we sang together.(
by BERLIN on album I Love The '80s
Watchin' every motion in my foolish lover's game On this endless ocean, finally lovers know no shame Turnin' every turn to some secret place inside Watchin' in slow motion as you turn around and say
by BERLIN on album New Wave In Love (Re-Recorded Versions)
Watchin' every motion in my foolish lover's game On this endless ocean, finally lovers know no shame Turnin' every turn to some secret place inside Watchin' in slow motion as you turn around and say
by BERLIN on album Eat Pray Love
Watchin' every motion in my foolish lover's game On this endless ocean, finally lovers know no shame Turnin' every turn to some secret place inside Watchin' in slow motion as you turn around and say
by BERLIN on album I Love the 80s (Re-Recorded Versions)
Watchin' every motion in my foolish lover's game On this endless ocean, finally lovers know no shame Turnin' every turn to some secret place inside Watchin' in slow motion as you turn around and say
by Westlife on album The Essential #LOVE
An empty street, an empty house A hole inside my heart I'm all alone, the rooms are getting smaller. I wonder how, I wonder why, I wonder where they are The days we had, the songs we sang together.(
by Westlife on album The Essential #LOVE
An empty street, an empty house A hole inside my heart I'm all alone, the rooms are getting smaller. I wonder how, I wonder why, I wonder where they are The days we had, the songs we sang together.(
by Westlife on album Pure... Love
An empty street, an empty house A hole inside my heart I'm all alone, the rooms are getting smaller. I wonder how, I wonder why, I wonder where they are The days we had, the songs we sang together.(
by Westlife on album Pure... Love
An empty street, an empty house A hole inside my heart I'm all alone, the rooms are getting smaller. I wonder how, I wonder why, I wonder where they are The days we had, the songs we sang together.(
by Westlife on album Ultimate Love
An empty street, an empty house A hole inside my heart I'm all alone, the rooms are getting smaller. I wonder how, I wonder why, I wonder where they are The days we had, the songs we sang together.(
by Westlife on album Ultimate Love
An empty street, an empty house A hole inside my heart I'm all alone, the rooms are getting smaller. I wonder how, I wonder why, I wonder where they are The days we had, the songs we sang together.(
by Westlife on album The Power of Love 2
An empty street, an empty house A hole inside my heart I'm all alone, the rooms are getting smaller. I wonder how, I wonder why, I wonder where they are The days we had, the songs we sang together.(
by Westlife on album The Power of Love, Volume 2
An empty street, an empty house A hole inside my heart I'm all alone, the rooms are getting smaller. I wonder how, I wonder why, I wonder where they are The days we had, the songs we sang together.(
by Westlife on album The All Time Greatest Love Songs
An empty street, an empty house A hole inside my heart I'm all alone, the rooms are getting smaller. I wonder how, I wonder why, I wonder where they are The days we had, the songs we sang together.(
by Westlife on album Greatest Love of All
An empty street, an empty house A hole inside my heart I'm all alone, the rooms are getting smaller. I wonder how, I wonder why, I wonder where they are The days we had, the songs we sang together.(
by Westlife on album Absolute Love 2001
An empty street, an empty house A hole inside my heart I'm all alone, the rooms are getting smaller. I wonder how, I wonder why, I wonder where they are The days we had, the songs we sang together.(
by Westlife on album Modern Love
An empty street, an empty house A hole inside my heart I'm all alone, the rooms are getting smaller. I wonder how, I wonder why, I wonder where they are The days we had, the songs we sang together.(
by My Favorite Scar on album My Favorite Scar
Lyrics made by Belle-Amy Box of memories by the door Tears and blood stains on the floor You always had the coldest touch Time to hurt, time to leave, Time to hate and time to grieve You never loved