Faded photographs, covered now with lines and creases,
Tickets torn in half, memories in bits and pieces
Traces of love, long ago, that didn't work out right
Traces of love
Ribbons from her hair, souviners of days together
The ring she used to wear, pages from an old love letter
Traces of love, long ago, that didn't work out right,
Traces of lovewith me, tonight
(Bridge)
I close my eyesand say a prayer,
That in her heart she'll find,
A trace of love still theresomewhere, ohhh oh
(Instrumental 8 measures)
Traces of hopein the night,that she'll come back and dry, (Submitted by the
These, traces of tears, from my eyes Ohh oh oh ohhhh Voice of Romance)