Air Supply, 1980.
I didn't fully embrace the true range of sappiness of Air Supply's work until I got my hands on a copy of their Greatest Hits album in 1987. I remember spending the better portion of an afternoon sobbing while listening to Russell Hitchcock, lying alone with his head on the phone, thinking of me 'til it hurt! (Be still my heart.) It was May of my senior year in high school, and I was coming down with mono. I am sure that has something to do with how deeply I felt the sorrow and angst of someone being all out of love, and so lost without someone.
A special shout out to A is for Arlee Bird! Thanks for starting the fun that is the A-Z Challenge!