Faded boat of grassCovered now with lines and creasesTickets torn in halfMemories in bits and piecesTraces of love long agoThat didn't work out rightTraces of loveRibbons from our hairSouvenirs of days togetherThe rings she used to wearPages from an old love letterTraces of love long agoThat didn't work out rightTraces of loveWith meMade to lieI close my eyesAnd say a prayerThat in her heartShe'll findA trace of love still thereSomewhereOh, oh, oh, ohTraces of hope in the nightBut she'll come back dryThese traces of tearsFrom my heartMy eyesOh, oh, oh, ohOh, oh, oh, ohYeahOh, oh, oh, oh
