Mike Baker - Broken Souvenir Lyrics

There's a cracked picture frame on my bedside stand,
With a faded photo of us hand in hand,
An old coffee cup, chipped at the rim,
And a heart that's torn, worn out and dim.

Broken souvenirs, pieces of you,
Memories kept, though they're battered and bruised,
Every crack holds a moment clear,
In these broken souvenirs.

Found a note you wrote, tucked in a drawer,
Words that meant something, don't anymore,
Yet here I am, with a box full of things,
Holding on to the hurt they bring.

Every scar, every scratch, tells the tale,
Of promises made, and hearts that failed,
Though they're broken, I can't let go,
These souvenirs, all I know.

Broken souvenirs, pieces of you,
Memories kept, though they're battered and bruised,
Every crack holds a moment clear,
In these broken souvenirs.

So I'll keep them close, these pieces of us,
Though they're covered in time, in dust and rust,
They tell the story of what we were,
In every crack, I see us blur.

So here's to the love that couldn't last,
Etched in these memories of the past,
Though shattered and worn, they're dear,
My broken souvenirs.