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Faded photograph |
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Covered now with lines and creases |
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Tickets torn in half, memories in bits and pieces |
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Traces of love long ago that didn't work out right |
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Traces of love |
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Things we used to share |
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Souvenirs of days together |
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The ring he used to wear |
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Pages from an old love letter |
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Traces of a love long ago that didn't work out right |
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Traces of love with me tonight |
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I close my eyes and say a prayer |
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That in his heart he'll find a trace of love still there, |
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Somewhere |
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Traces of hope in the night that he'll come back and dry |
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These traces of tears from my eyes |
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Traces of hope in the night that he'll come back and dry |
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These traces of tears from my eyes |
