Souvenirs 

By: Vince Melamed, Danny O'Keefe 

1993 

Someone wants a piece of you 

Never let 'em pay 

What you do not give them 

Time takes anyway 



Had I known what love is worth 

I could have saved the tears 

Might have come in handy 

Like souvenirs 



I didn't see her comin' 

'Til my head turned in surprise 

Thinking I must know her 

But it was her thin disguise 



She padded up her innocence 

And tightly cinched her fears 

But she saved a little room 

For souvenirs 



I still go to pieces 

But I don't go as often 

Placeless times in space 

Where all the edges soften 



She took me away 

Where I couldn't send her 

I knew that she would leave me 

Something to remember 



I wanted more than one 

Until I found the one I wanted 

Her memories are ghosts now 

Though I'm still pretty haunted 



What we gave each other 

Ain't exactly clear 

Probably comes under the heading 

Of souvenirs 



Pieces, bits, and pieces 

Add up through the years 

I've collected a small fortune 

In souvenirs