These Foolish Things - Carroll Gibbons

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 somehow knew 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