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Souvenirs (Letra)

Curso de Violão - Fórmula Violão

Here is a poem
That my lady sent down
Some morning while
I was away.
Wrote on the back of
A leaf that she found
Somewhere around Monterey.

And here is the key
To a house far away
Where I used to live
As a child.
They tore down the building
When I moved away
And left the key unreconciled.

And down in the canyon
The smoke starts to rise.
It rides on the wind
Till it reaches your eyes.
When faced with the past
The strongest man cries…cries.

And down in the canyon
The smoke starts to rise.
It rides on the wind
Till it reaches your eyes.
When faced with the past
The strongest man cries…cries.

And here is a sunrise
To set on your sill.
The ghosts of the dawn
Moving near.
They pass through your sorrow
And leave you quite still…
Sitting among souvenirs.

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Souvenirs (Letra)

Curso de Violão - Fórmula Violão

All the snow has turned to water
Christmas days have come and gone
Broken toys and faded colors
Are all that’s left to linger on
I hate graveyards and old pawn shops
For they always bring me tears
I can’t forgive the way they rob me
Of my childhood souvenirs

Chorus:
Memories they can’t be boughten
They can’t be won at carnivals for free
Well it took me years
To get those souvenirs
And i don’t know how they slipped away from me

Broken hearts and dirty windows
Make life difficult to see
That’s why last night and this mornin’
Always look the same to me

I hate reading old love letters
For they always bring me tears
I can’t forgive the way they rob me
Of my sweetheart’s souvenirs

(repeat chorus)

Souvenirs (Letra)

Curso de Violão - Fórmula Violão

When you’re fed up shedding too many tears
And your memory seems like just so
Many souvenirs
I will come to you to ease the pain

If you want me, tell me now
If i can be of any help, tell me how
Let me love you like a friend
Everything is gonna come right in the end

When you’re crying like a poor little child
And you feel like you never could
Be reconciled
Don’t forget a word of what i’m saying – oh

If you want me, tell me now
If i can be of any help, tell me how
Let me love you like a friend
Everything is gonna come right in the end

Well, i can hold you too tight
I could never let you go
But that wouldn’t be right
So, why don’t you let me know (let me know)
Let me know what you want to do

Everybody’s got a handful of fear
But tomorrow it may only be a souvenir
Of the way it is ‘til it went away

If you want me, tell me now
If i can be of any help, tell me how
Let me love you like a friend
Everything is gonna come right in the end

Well, i can hold you too tight
I could never let you go
But that wouldn’t be right
So, why don’t you let me know
Let me know what you want to do

If you want me, tell me now
If i can be of any help, tell me how
Let me love you like a friend
Everything is gonna come right in the end

Souvenir
No, not another souvenir
No, no, no, no, no, souvenir

Souvenirs (Letra)

Curso de Violão - Fórmula Violão

Take these arms of mine, throw them away
They’re just souvenirs of some other day
Take these lips of mine, they’re useless to me
They’re just souvenirs of things that used to be

(chorus)
They’re just souvenirs and who needs ‘em now
They’re just bits and pieces of my yesterday, anyhow
Take this old heart of mine, it’s been beating too long
It’s just a souvenir of something that went wrong

Take my yesterdays, the minutes, the hours
They’re just souvenirs, they’ll fade like the flowers
Take these eyes before i see her again
They’re just souvenirs of things that might have been

(chorus)

Ol’ t’s just a souvenir of something that went wrong

Souvenirs (Letra)

Dan Fogelberg

Dan Fogelberg

Curso de Violão - Fórmula Violão

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