(Strachey/Marvell/ Link) A cigarette that bears a lipstick's traces, An airline ticket to romantic places, And still my heart has wings... These foolish things remind me of you. A tinkling piano in the next apartment, Those stumbling words that told you what my heart meant, A fairground'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 had to be. The winds of March that made my heart a dancer, A telephone that rings, And 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,
(Strachey/Marvell/ Link) A cigarette that bears a lipstick's traces, An airline ticket to romantic places, And still my heart has wings... These foolish things remind me of you. A tinkling piano in the next apartment, Those stumbling words that told you what my heart meant, A fairground'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 had to be. The winds of March that made my heart a dancer, A telephone that rings, And 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,
