All the snow has turned to water
Christmas days have come and gone
Broken toys and faded colours are all that's left to linger on
I hate graveyards and old oawn shops
For they always bring me tears
I can't forgive the way they robbed me of my childhood souvenirsMemories, they can't be boughten
They can't be won at carnivals for free
Well it took me years to get those souvenirs
And I don't know how they slipped away from meBroken hearts and dirty windows
Make life difficult to see
That's why last night and this morning
Always look the same to me
And I hate reading old love letters
For they always bring me tears
I can't forget the way they robbed me
Of my sweetheart's souvenirsMemories, they can't be boughten
They can't be won at carnivals for free
Well it took me years to get those souvenirs
And I don't know how they slipped away from me
Songwriters
PRINE, JOHNPublished by
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