Lyrics:

Connie Francis - Among My Souvenirs

There's nothing left for me
Of days that used to be
They're just a memory
Among my souvenirsSome letters sad and blue
A photograph or two
I see a rose from you
Among my souvenirsA few more tokens rest
Within my treasure chest
And, though they do their best
To give me consolationI count them all apart
And, as the teardrops start
I find a broken heart
Among my souvenirs