Slipped in through my door
Though I thought I had closed it
Why it should bother my mind
For it all belongs to another
Though they don't mean nothing,
I'm surprised that they're less
Just a few old love letters,
And that old faded picture
I keep turned upside down
Well, I can hardly remember
I don't know why I'm cryin',
no, I can't understand it
Well, I'm surprised at my self
First thing tomorrow morning,
I'll clean off that shelf
Just a few old keepsakes,
No, they don't mean nothing
Well, I'm surprised that they're left
Just a few old love letters
With their edges all brown
And an old faded picture,
I keep them turned upside down
