A cigarette that bears a lipsticks traces-歌词_1

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