Thank you for joining us on this drive. We hope you will enjoy the ride.
With lines and creases, tickets torn in half, memories in bits and pieces, traces of love long ago that didn't work out well, traces of love.
Ribbons from her hair, souvenirs of days together, the ring she used to wear, pages from an old love letter,
traces of love long ago.
Lines and creases, tickets torn in half, memories in bits and pieces, traces of love.
In her heart she'll find a trace of love still there somewhere.
Traces of hope in the night that she'll come back and try.
These traces of tears from my eyes.
Lines and creases, tickets torn in half, memories in bits and pieces, traces of love.
Traces of hope in the night...
