A cigarette that bears
a lipsticks' 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 fairgrounds' painted swing
These foolish things
remind me of you
I know
that this was bound to be
These things have haunted me
For you, my dear,
enchanted me
The winds of March
that make my heart a dancer
A telephone that ring,
but whose 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' whistlin'
as the last bar closes
The song that Ella sings
These foolish things
remind me of you
Babe, these things
remind me of you
