There's nothing left for me, of days that used to be..
there's just a memory, among my souve..nirs.
Some letters tied with blue, a photo..graph or two..
I see a rose from you, among my souv..enirs.
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few more tokens rest.....within my treasure chest.
And though they Do their best,
to give me con...so...la.....tion...
I count them all apart, and as the teardrops start,
I find a broken heart, among my souve..nirs.
I count them all apart, and as the teardrops start,
I find a broken heart, among my souve..nirs.