All the snow has turned to water,
Christmas days have come and gone
Broken toys and faded colours are all that's left to linger on
I hate graveyards and old oawn shops,
For they always bring me tears
I can't forgive the way they robbed me of my childhood souvenirs
Memories, they can't be boughten
They can't be won at carnivals for free
Well it took me years to get those souvenirs,
And i don't know how they slipped away from me
Broken hearts and dirty windows
Make life difficult to see
That's why last night and this morning
Always look the same to me
And I hate reading old love letters
For they always bring me tears
I can't forget the way they robbed me,
Of my sweetheart's souvenirs
Memories they can't be boughten,
They can't be won at carnivals for free
Well it took me years to get those souvenirs
And i don't know how they slipped away from me