These Foolish Things

A cigarette that bares a lipstick's traces

An airline ticket to romantic places

Still my heart has wings

These foolish things remind me of you.

A tinkling piano in the next apartment

Those stumblin'words

That told you what my heart meant

A fair ground painted swings

These foolish things remind me of you.

You came, you saw, you conquered me

When you did that to me

I knew somehow this had to be

Win the marks

And make my heart a dancer

A telephone that rings

But who's to answer

Oh, how the ghost of you clings

These foolish things remind me of you

The first daffodil and long excited cables,

And candle lights on little corner tables,

And still my heart has wings...

These foolish things remind me of you.

The park at evening when the bell has sounded,

The 'ile-de-france' with all the gulls around it,

The beauty that is spring's...

These foolish things remind me of you.

How strange, how sweetTo find you still,

These things are dear to me,

They seem to bring you near to me.

The sigh of midnight trains in empty stations,

Silk stockings tossed aside, dance invitations.

Oh, how the ghost of you clings!

These foolish things remind me of you...

These foolish things remind me of you.