A cigarette that bears a lipstick´ 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´ faded 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´ 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 knew somehow this had to be.
The winds of March that make my heart a dancer,
A telephone that rings but who´ to answer
Oh, how the ghost of you clings
These foolish things remind me of you.
