These Foolish Things - Southside Johnny

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 fair ground’s painted swings

These foolish things remind me of you

You came you saw you conquer’d 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

How strange how sweet to find you still

All these things are dear to me

They seem to bring you near to me

Your sweet perfume ling’ring on a pillow

Soft rain falling on a weeping willing

Oh, how the ghost of you clings!

These foolish things remind me of you

These foolish things remind me, remind me of you