There's nothing left for me Of days that used to be I live in memory, among my souvenirs Some letters tied in blue A photograph or two I find a rose for you Among my souvenirs A few more tokens rest Down in 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 live in memories Among my souvenirs
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