Letra

I remember meeting you, we were super low Surrounded by the sounds of saxophones And I remember being this close, but never alone You gave me a little something to take home I dropped it on the floor I dropped it on the floor Dropped it on the floor I dropped it If I can only remember the name that's enough for me because names hold the key Names hold key If I can only remember the name that's enough for me because names hold the key Names hold key Souvenir of nothing Brought home a souvenir of nothing It fits into a pocket A souvenir a souvenir of nowhere, somewhere I've never been before I dropped it on the floor I dropped it on the floor Dropped it on the floor I dropped it If I can only remember the name that's enough for me because names hold the key Names hold key If I can only remember the name that's enough for me because names hold the key Names hold key A souvenir of nothing A souvenir of nothing I remember meeting you, we were super low Surrounded by the sounds of saxophones
Writer(s): Mark J. Sandman Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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