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