These Foolish Things

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 stumblin´ words that told you what my heart meant,

A fairground´s faded        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 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.

How strange, how sweet, to 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 thrown aside, dance in-vi-ta-tions

Oh, how the ghost of you clings —

These foolish things remind me of you.