Mary Beth Maziarz Souvenirs
I could let you slip away,
just wait for rainy days,
But wouldn't that be failing us,
letting go too soon,
when everything I am still holds on to you, and
these souvenirs...keep you here
You're really somewhere down the road, I know
But I'm still stranded here, holding all these souvenirs
I could hide all somewhere, pretend I didn't care,
Fill my time with daily things, until I'm numb
But isn't all this feeling why we reach for love at all
Isn't it the reason that we hear the call...for more than all
these souvenirs...keep you here
You're really somewhere down the road, I know
But I'm still stranded here, holding all these souvenirs
