Your eyes once told me a story
I built my castles on air
Life was soon dimmed of its glory
I loved but you ceased to care

There's nothing left for me
Of days that used to be
I live 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 tear drops start
I find a broken heart among my souvenirs

You broke the news to me kindly
I can't say you were not fair
Yet, just because i loved blindly
I have the burden to bear

There's nothing left for me
Of days that used to be
I live 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 tear drops start
I find a broken heart among my souvenirs