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Faded photographCovered now with lines and creasesTickets torn in halfMemories in bits and piecesTraces of love long agoThat didn't work out rightTraces of loveRibbons from her hairSouvenirs of days togetherThe ring she used to wearPages from an old love letterTraces of love long agoThat didn't work out rightTraces of love with me tonightI close my eyes and say a prayerThat in her heart, she'll findA trace of love still there somewhereTraces of hope in the nightThat she'll come back and dryThese traces of tears from my eyes From Letras Mania