These Foolish Things

A cigarette that bares a lipstick's traces

An airline ticket to romantic places

Oh, how the ghost of you clings

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, but who's to answer?

How the ghost of you clings

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 near to me

The scent of smoldering 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