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 ?le-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 me   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 daffodills and long excited cables   And candle light 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