[Written by Bennie Benjamin and George Weiss]
How important can it be
That I tasted other lips
That was long before you came to me
With the magic of your kiss
So the story got around
Of an old romance and me
But it happened
oh, so long ago
How important can't it be
Mine was a young and a foolish heart
Seeking love at every turn
But I have grown so much wiser now
Even foolish hearts can learn
Let the past just fade away
Why get lost in yesterday
The important thing is here and now
And our love is here to stay
Mine was a young and a foolish heart
Seeking love at every turn
But I have grown so much wiser now
Even foolish hearts can learn
Let the past just fade away
Why get lost in yesterday
The important thing is here and now
And our love is here to stay
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There's nothing left for me
Of days that used to be
They're just a memory
Among my souvenirs
Some letters sad and blue
A photograph or two
I see a rose from you
Among my souvenirs
A few more tokens rest
Within my treasure chest
And, though they do their best
To give me consolation,
I count them all apart
And, as the teardrops start,
I find a broken heart
Among my souvenirs
I count them all apart
And, as the teardrops start,
I find a broken heart
Among my souvenirs.
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