Oh will you never let me be?

Oh will you never set me free?

The ties that bound us are still around us

There´s no escape that I can see

And still those little things remain

That bring me happiness or pain



A cigarette that bares 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 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

Oh, how the ghost of you clings

These foolish things

Remind me of you

First daffodils

And long excited cables



And candle lights



on little corner tables

And still my heart has wings

These foolish things remind me of you

The park at evening

When the bell has sounded



The Isle de France

 

With all the gulls around it

The beauty that is spring

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

At empty stations

Silk stockings thrown aside

Dance invitations

Oh how the ghost of you clings

These foolish things

Remind me of you

Gardenia perfume

Lingering on a pillow

Wild strawberries

Only seven francs a kilo

And still my heart has wings,

These foolish things,

Remind me of you

The smile of Garbo

And the scent of roses

The waiters whistling

As the last bar closes

The song that Crosby sings

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.