Connie Francis
Connie Francis
Connie Francis
Connie Francis
Connie Francis
Connie Francis
Connie Francis
Connie Francis
Connie Francis
Connie Francis
Connie Francis
Connie Francis
Connie Francis
Connie Francis
Connie Francis
Connie Francis
Connie Francis
Connie Francis
Connie Francis
Connie Francis
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
Among My Souvenirs was written by Lawrence Wright & Edgar Leslie.