These Foolish Things
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 yet those foolish things remain
That bring me happiness or pain
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 fair ground'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 that it 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
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 smile of Garbo and the scent of roses
The waiters whistling as the last bar closes
The beauty that is spring's
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 so near to me
The sigh of midnight trains in empty stations
Two lovers on the street dance invitations
Oh, how the ghost of you clings!
These foolish things remind me of you