Souvenirs lyrics

Four little walls and we made a home

Out of the window the gray unknown

Who would've thought we would wind up here

Holed up and holding it all so dear

And it's time that we take care of things, my dear

If it's all or nothing, cut the cloth, I'm fine here

Oh, how the days seem to disappear

Now all the scars seem like souvenirs

I saw the universe in your eyes

Telling me it's gonna be alright

And it's time that we take care of things, my dear

If it's all or nothing, cut the cloth, I'm fine here

And it's time that we take care of things, my dear