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.
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