VerseThere's Nothing Left For Me, Of Days That Used To BeThey're Just A Memory, Among My SouvenirsSome Letters Sad And Blue, A Photograph Or TwoI See A Rose From You, Among My SouvenirsA Few More Tokens Rest, Within My Treasure ChestAnd, Though They Do Their Best, To Give Me ConsolationVerse 2I Count Them All Apart, And, As The Teardrops StartI Find A Broken Heart, Among My SouvenirsI Count Them All Apart, And, As The Teardrops StartI Find A Broken Heart, Among My Souvenirs
