In an old shoebox underneath my bed All the love we had back then This is all that's left Every letter every note I memorized just like a song Every word you wrote Makes time stand still Just like a broken clock Photographs, old movie stubs Four years of us, in an old shoebox And I don't know Why I Keep it around When it took me So long To get this far But I don't have the heart To throw it out In an old shoebox underneath my bed Those earrings don't shine quite as bright As they did on that Christmas night I put that chain around my neck It don't fit right Feels like a lie So I put it back The smell of dried red roses Hits me like a rock It was our first time When we made love Four years of us In an old shoebox And I don't know Why I Keep it around When it took me So long To get this far But I don't have the heart To throw it out No I took that old shoebox from beneath my bed I closed it up, taped it shut And took a breath I put it in my car and drove Turned down your drive Turned off the lights So you wouldn't know I left what's left of us on your doorstep And said goodbye to what we had In an old shoebox underneath my bed All the love we had back then This is all that's left