Album: Greatest Hits  Composer: Buddy Buie / James Cobb / Emory Gordy    Faded photographs, covered now with lines and creases  Tickets torn in half, memories in bits and pieces  Traces of love, long ago, that didn't work out right  Traces of love    Ribbons from her hair, souviners of days together  The ring she used to wear, pages from an old love letter  Traces of love, long ago, that didn't work out right  Traces of love – with me, tonight    I close my eyes and say a prayer  That in her heart she'll find  A trace of love still there somewhere, ohhh oh    Traces of hope in the night  That she'll come back and dry  These, traces of tears  From my eyes  Ohh oh oh ohhhh