Filling boxes with my life,
it doesnt look very much.
Living here for twenty one years,
having a go to go Dutch.
I need more boxes,
i have run out.
I have more stuff than i thought.
In over a week a man with a van,
will transport all my stuff to the boat.
It will be a relief when i get to you,
we have been waiting so long.
I always had the feeling,
that we always sang the same song.
