Late in the evening, out in the square
A man in a raincoat, standing there
We met by the lamp where the newsboy cries
He stole my heart with his laughing eyes
We smiled as we climed on the old streetcar
I blushed when he asked "are you travelling far"
The next time we met the sun shined all day
We walked and we talked until the evening was grey
He took me dancing, dancing 'til dawn
No happier couple had ever been born
I felt like a queen and he was my king
He borrowed some money to buy me a ring
But I'm still alone the cards are all down
He's taken my money and skipped out of town
And now when I pass the place where we met
I'm wondering if I could forgive and forget
Though bitter is my heart
And foolishly proud
I still go on looking
When out in a crowd
For a man in a raincoat standing there
With laughing eyes and dark brown hair
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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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