These Foolish Things Lyrics
These Foolish Things - Sam Cooke (山姆·库克)
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 stumblin' 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
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
Let me tell you
First daffodills and all excited cables
And candlelights on little corner tables
And still my heart has wings
These foolish things
Remind me of you
The park at evening and scented roses
And waiters whisling as
The last bar closes
The beauty that is spring springs
These foolish things
Remind me of you
How strange how sweet
To find you still
These things are dear to me
They seem to bring you
Near to me
The sigh of midnight trains
In empty stations
Silk stockings thrown aside dance invitations
Oh how the ghost of you clings
Clings clings
These foolish things
Remind me of you
These foolish things
Remind me of you