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 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 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