There's Nothing Left For Me
Of Days That Used To Be
They Live In Memory
Among My Souvenirs
A Photograph Or Two
Some Letters Tied In Blue
I Find A Rose From You
Among My Souvenirs
A Few More Tokens Rest
Within MY Treasure Chest
And Though They Do There Best
To Give Me Consolation
I Count Them All Apart
And As The Teardrops Start
I Find A Broken Heart
Among My Souvenirs
Repeat Last Two Verses

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