A broken heart is now a souvenir, I won`t drop another tear
My scars are closed to never be open again
One way ticket to a better place, where I can see your face
And know that you won`t ever break my heart again
Now I`m happy I can write this song, hoping you`ll sing along
And won`t remember the bad things we have been through
Now I`m sitting here, no one around, but I won`t let it bring me down
I`ll just grab a pen and write another song for you

Watch a movie in the afternoon, hoping to see you soon
Trying to make these lonely hours fly away
Should I show up at your house today? Will it be ok?
Will you crack a smile when you see my face?
All the time together`s not enough, some people call it love
I happily call it sick dependence to you
All these lonely hours feel like days, but I still fell ok
`Cause now I know these days are gonna be

The times that are worth a lifetimne, when there`s nothing left to fear
It can be the time of our lives if you don`t run away from me
Let`s leave all the idiots behind us, and live the way we wanna live
I`m not giving it up this time girl, so don`t you run away from me

Happy moments and good memories, how I wish you were here
So we could live these good things one more time today
For a second I wish we`d lose our minds and leave it all behind
And never show our faces in this town again
I just hope that I can make you feel all that you wanna feel
And say all of the words that you want me to say
I just wish that I could see through you, and know you feel the same I do
`Cause then I`d know you`ll really stay to live…

What can I do to take them away, or take us to our special place?
As long as it`s real, as long as it`s you, you know I`m always staying here with you

Lyrics submitted by gustavo_

Souvenir song meanings
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