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 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?    Oh, how the ghost of you clings   These foolish things remind me of you      The smile of turner 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