These Foolish Things

<br>(marvell,strachey,link)<br><br><br><br>Oh will you never let me be? <br><br>Oh will you never set me free? <br><br>The ties that bound us are still around us<br><br>There&acute;s no escape that I can see<br><br>And still those little things remain<br><br>That bring me happiness or pain<br><br>A cigarette that bears a lipsticks traces<br><br>An airline ticket to romantic places<br><br>And still my heart has wings<br><br>These foolish things<br><br>Remind me of you<br><br>A tinkling piano in the next apartment<br><br>Those stumbling words that told you what my heart meant<br><br>A fairgrounds painted swings<br><br>These foolish things<br><br>Remind me of you<br><br>You came, you saw, you conquered me<br><br>When you did that to me, I somehow knew that this had to be<br><br>The winds of march that make my heart a dancer<br><br>A telephone that rings - but who&acute;s to answer? <br><br>Oh, how the ghost of you clings<br><br>These foolish things<br><br>Remind me of you<br><br>Gardenia perfume ling&acute;ring on a pillow<br><br>Wild strawb&acute;ries only seven francs a kilo<br><br>And still my heart has wings<br><br>These foolish things<br><br>Remind me of you<br><br>The park at evening when the bell has sounded<br><br>The isle de france with all the girls around it<br><br>The beauty that is spring<br><br>These foolish things<br><br>Remind me of you<br><br>I know that this was bound to be<br><br>These things have haunted me<br><br>For you&acute;ve entirely enchanted me<br><br>The sigh of midnight trains in empty stations<br><br>Silk stockings thrown aside, dance invitations<br><br>Oh, how the ghost of you clings<br><br>These foolish things<br><br>Remind me of you<br><br>First daffodils and long excited cables<br><br>And candlelight on little corner tables<br><br>And still my heart has wings<br><br>These foolish things<br><br>Remind me of you<br><br>The smile of garbo and the scent of roses<br><br>The waiters whistling as the last bar closes<br><br>The song that crosby sings<br><br>These foolish things<br><br>Remind me of you<br><br>How strange, how sweet to find you still<br><br>These things are dear to me<br><br>That seem to bring you so near to me<br><br>The scent of smould&acute;ring leaves, the wail of steamers<br><br>Two lovers on the street who walk like dreamers<br><br>Oh, how the ghost of you clings<br><br>These foolish things<br><br>Remind me of you, just you