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 that 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 invitations 
Oh, how the ghost of you clings 
These foolish things remind me of you