Frank Sinatra - Among My Souvenirs lyrics

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