Billie Holiday These Foolish Things

A cigarette that bares a lipstick's traces
an airline ticket to romantic places
still my heart has wings
these foolish things remind me of you.
a tinkling piano in the next apartment
those stumblin'words
that told you what my heart meant
a fair ground 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 made 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