Mel Tormé — These Foolish Things lyrics

The page contains the lyrics of the song "These Foolish Things" by Mel Tormé.

Lyrics

A cigarette bears a lipstick’s traces
An airline ticket to romantic places
A fairgrounds' painted swings
These foolish things remind me of you
A tinkling piano in the next apartment
Those stumbling words that told you what my heart meant
And still my heart has wings
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
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-hoo-hoo
Thank you very much, thank you