These Foolish Things (Remind Me Of You) - Seth MacFarlane

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 makes 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 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.