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