These Foolish Things (Live / 1992) 歌詞
These Foolish Things (Live / 1992) - Mel Tormé
Written by：Harry Link/Holt Marvell/Jack Strachey
A cigarette that bears a lipsticks traces
An airline ticket to romantic places
A fairgrounds painted swing
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 know somehow this had to be
The winds of March
That make my heart a dancer
A telephone that ring but whose 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 know somehow this had to be
The winds of March
That make my heart a dancer
A telephone that rings but whose to answer
Oh how the ghost of you clings
These foolish things remind me of you