Traces

Traces - Barron Knights

Faded photograph

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

Tickets torn in half memories in bits and pieces

Traces of love long ago that didn't work out right

Traces of love

Traces of a love long ago that didn't work out right

Traces of love with me tonight

I close my eyes and say a prayer

That in his heart he'll find a trace of love still there

Somewhere

Traces of hope in the night that he'll come back and dry

These traces of tears from my eyes