Among My Souvenirs

Frank Sinatra

There's nothing left for me of days that used to be
I live in memory among my souvenirs
Some letters tied with blue, 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
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


source: Songteksten.nl

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Language: english
Mood: Sentimental; Stylish; Bittersweet; Innocent; Smooth; Warm; Reflective; Romantic; Relaxed; Amiable/Good-Natured; Gentle; Wistful; Dreamy; Laid-Back/Mellow; Calm/Peaceful; Elegant; Reserved; Atmospheric; Sophisticated
Theme: Heartache; In Love; Introspection; Reflection; Reminiscing; Comfort; Dinner Ambiance
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