These Foolish Things (Remind Me of You) - Jo Stafford
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
You king you sun
You haunted me
When you just pland me
When you somehow is bound to be
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
You king you sun
You haunted me
When you just that to me
I knew somehow is bound to be
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