Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song These Foolish Things, artist - Helen Ward. Album song Benny Goodman & His Orchestra: Swing, Swing, Swing!, in the genre
Date of issue: 31.12.2008
Record label: Wyastone Estate
Song language: English
These Foolish Things |
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 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 that 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 |
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 |
These foolish things remind me of you |