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 fairground painted swing
   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 make 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 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