Traces of love, long ago that didn't work out right
She'll find a trace of love still there, somewhere, oh
Traces of hope in the night that she'll come back and dry
The ring she used to wear, pages from an old love letter
I close my eyes and say a prayer that in her heart
Traces of love, with me tonight
Traces of love
Traces of love, long ago that didn't work out right
Ribbons from her hair, souvenirs of days together