โหลดเพลง mp3 Amoung My Souvenirs - Connie Francis

There's nothing left for me

Of days that used to be

They're just a memory
Among my souvenirs

Some letters sad and 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 find a broken heart
Among my souvenirs

I count them all apart

And as the teardrops start

I find a broken heart
Among my souvenirs
Amoung My Souvenirs - Connie Francis