Текст песни: Tara MacLean - Souvenirs
Take these arms of mine, throw them away
They`re just souvenirs of some other day
Take these lips of mine, they`re useless to me
They`re just souvenirs of things that used to be
(Chorus)
They`re just souvenirs and who needs `em now
They`re just bits and pieces of my yesterday, anyhow
Take this old heart of mine, it`s been beating too long
It`s just a souvenir of something that went wrong
Take my yesterdays, the minutes, the hours
They`re just souvenirs, they`ll fade like the flowers
Take these eyes before I see her again
They`re just souvenirs of things that might have been
(Chorus)
Ol` T`s just a souvenir of something that went wrong
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Take these arms of mine, throw them away
They`re just souvenirs of some other day
Take these lips of mine, they`re useless to me
They`re just souvenirs of things that used to be
(Chorus)
They`re just souvenirs and who needs `em now
They`re just bits and pieces of my yesterday, anyhow
Take this old heart of mine, it`s been beating too long
It`s just a souvenir of something that went wrong
Take my yesterdays, the minutes, the hours
They`re just souvenirs, they`ll fade like the flowers
Take these eyes before I see her again
They`re just souvenirs of things that might have been
(Chorus)
Ol` T`s just a souvenir of something that went wrong
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