Oh will you never let me be?
  Oh will you never set me free?
  The ties that bound us are still around us
  There´s no escape that I can see
  And still those little things remain
  That bring me happiness or pain
  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 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 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
  Gardenia perfume ling´ring on a pillow
  Wild strawb´ries only seven francs a kilo
  And still my heart has wings
  These foolish things
  Remind me of you
  The park at evening when the bell has sounded
  The Isle de France with all the girls around it
  The beauty that is Spring
  These foolish things
  Remind me of you
  I know that this was bound to be
  These things have haunted me
  For you´ve entirely enchanted me
  The sigh of midnight trains in empty stations
  Silk stockings thrown aside, dance invitations
  Oh, how the ghost of you clings
  These foolish things
  Remind me of you
  First daffodils and long excited cables
  And candlelight on little corner tables
  And still my heart has wings
  These foolish things
  Remind me of you
  The smile of Garbo and the scent of roses
  The waiters whistling as the last bar closes
  The song that Crosby sings
  These foolish things
  Remind me of you
  How strange, how sweet to find you still
  These things are dear to me
  That seem to bring you so near to me
  The scent of smould´ring 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, just you