Souvenirs کے بول

Take these arms of mine throw them away They're just souvenirs of some other days Take these lips of mine they're useless to me They're just souvenirs of things that used to be. 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. 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. Old T's just a souvenir of something that went wrong...