Among My Souvenirs Lyrics - 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