These Foolish Things - Remastered

A cigarette that bears a lipsticks traces
An airline ticket to romantic places
And still my heart has wings
These foolih things, remind me of you

A tinkling piano in the next apatment
Those stumbling 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, 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
Inst
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