Among My Souvenirs

                                  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