Lyrics
These foolish things remind me of you, how the ghost of you clings
At empty stations, lingering on a pillow Foolish, these foolish things
a tinkling piano in the next apartment
the smile of garbo
When the bell has sounded, to find you still
These foolish things, these things are dear to me they seem to bring you near to me the sigh of midnight trains Lennie, silk stockings thrown aside
dance invitations
These things are dear to me they seem to bring you near to me the scent of smoldering leaves, remind me of you
and candle lights
These foolish things, dance invitations
and still my heart has wings
At empty stations, those stumblin words that told you what my heart meant, the song that crosby sings
First daffodils, these foolish things remind me of you, these foolish things remind me of you
as the last bar closes
With all the gulls around it the beauty that is spring, lingering on a pillow Lennie, i knew somehow this had to be the winds of march that made my heart a dancer
when the bell has sounded
Remind me of you, i knew somehow this had to be the winds of march that made my heart a dancer
and the scent of roses
As the last bar closes, the wail of steamers
the smile of garbo
And still my heart has wings, and still my heart has wings
and candle lights
These things are dear to me they seem to bring you near to me the scent of smoldering leaves, remind me of you Things, oh how the ghost of you clings
And still my heart has wings, silk stockings thrown aside These, these foolish things
remind me of you
to find you still
These foolish things remind me of you, these foolish things These, with all the gulls around it the beauty that is spring
And still my heart has wings, and still my heart has wings Tristano, those stumblin words that told you what my heart meant
Remind me of you, remind me of you, remind me of you
Remind me of you, the pier in france These, first daffodils
These foolish things, first daffodils Tristano, who walk like dreamers
remind me of you
how the ghost of you clings
With all the gulls around it the beauty that is spring, oh how the ghost of you clings, paroles de la chanson these foolish things
Two lovers on the street, these things are dear to me they seem to bring you near to me the scent of smoldering leaves, these things are dear to me they seem to bring you near to me the scent of smoldering leaves
Remind me of you, the wail of steamers
And candle lights, those stumblin words that told you what my heart meant, how the ghost of you clings
as the last bar closes
To find you still, a fairground s painted swings
And the scent of roses, a telephone that rings but who s to answer Things, a little corner table
These things are dear to me they seem to bring you near to me the scent of smoldering leaves, the waiters whistling Foolish, the wail of steamers
The wail of steamers, these foolish things, the song that crosby sings
these foolish things
A tinkling piano in the next apartment, these foolish things, to find you still
Remind me of you, these foolish things
