There's Nothing Left For Me Of Days That Used To Be

There's Just A Memory Among My Souvenirs



Some Letters Tied In Blue, A Photograph Or Two

I See A Rose From You Among My Souvenirs



A Few More Tokens Rest Within My Treasure Chest

And Though They Do Their Best To Give Me Consolation



I Count Them All Apart And As The Teardrops Start

I Find A Broken Heart Among My Souvenirs



I Count Them All Apart And As The Teardrops Start

I Find A Broken Heart Among My Souvenirs