These Foolish Things Songtext
von Helen Merrill

A cigarette that bares a lipstick′s traces
An airline ticket to romantic places
Oh, how the ghost of you clings
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 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 this had to be
The winds of march that made my heart a dancer
A telephone that rings but who′s to answer?
How the ghost of you clings
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 near to me

The scent of smoldering leaves
The wail of steamers
Two lovers on the street who walk like dreamers
Oh, how the ghost of you clings
These foolish things remind me of you