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