Keepsake by Ileana Burdine

Write for me a way to go home
Help me to see where I went wrong
Thought I knew the right path
But now I see

I can't bring myself to throw it away this keepsake
This memory is what's left for me, it's for who's sake

I was trapped by your gravity
Caught up by your sincerity
All I wanted was to believe
But now I see

I can't bring myself to throw it away this keepsake
This memory is what's left for me, it's for who's sake

I can't bring myself to throw it away
I can't bring myself to throw it away
I can't bring myself to throw it away

Now when I think that it's all behind
I stumble on my cluttered mind
Slapping me like a neon sign
But now I see

I can't bring myself to throw it away this keepsake
This memory is what's left for me, it's for who's sake