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’s 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 really had to be The winds of march that 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 smile of Garbo and the scent of roses The waiters whistling as the last bar closes The song that Crosby sings These foolish things Remind me of you How strange How sweet To find you still These things are dear to me; they seem to bring you so near to me The scent of smould'ring leaves the wail of steamers Two lovers on the street who walk like dreamers Oh how the ghost of you clings These foolish things Remind me of you
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’s 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 really had to be The winds of march that 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 smile of Garbo and the scent of roses The waiters whistling as the last bar closes The song that Crosby sings These foolish things Remind me of you How strange How sweet To find you still These things are dear to me; they seem to bring you so near to me The scent of smould'ring leaves the wail of steamers Two lovers on the street who walk like dreamers Oh how the ghost of you clings These foolish things Remind me of you
