Book of memories

Put a nickel in the jukebox and let it play for my heart is cold with pain Take the cork from the bottle of the warm red wine and fill my glass up again Fill my glass to the brim till it flows o'er...

(Bobby Austin) You've stolen my world from under me By cheating and deceving me And now you've gone and set me free It's in my book of memories. Inside the book of pages black With photographs that...