Among My Souvenirs
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
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