Among My Souvenirs

(Horatio Nichols - Edgar Leslie)



There's nothing left for me of days that used to be

I lived in memory among my souvenirs

Some letters tied with blue a photograph or two

I see a rose from you among my souvenirs.



A few more tokens rest within my treasure chest

And though they do their best to give me consolation

I count them all apart and as the teardrops start

I found a broken heart among my souvenirs.



A few more tokens rest within my treasure chest

And though they do their best to give me consolation

I count them all apart and as the teardrops start

I found a broken heart among my souvenirs...