These Foolish Things (Remind Me Of You)
First daffodils and long 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 when the bell has sounded
The "Ile de France" with all the gulls around it
The beauty that is Spring's
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 scent of smoldering leaves, the wail of steamers
Two lovers on the street that walk like dreamers
Oh, how the ghost of you clings
These foolish things remind me of you
Gardenia perfume lingering on a pillow
Wild strawberries, only seven francs a kilo
And still my heart has wings
These foolish things remind me of you
The smile of Garbo and the scent of roses
The waiters whistling as the last bar closes
The song that Crosby sings
These foolish things remind me of you
You came, you saw
You conquered me
When you did that to me
I knew somehow it 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
And candlelights on little corner tables
And still my heart has wings
These foolish things remind me of you
The park at evening when the bell has sounded
The "Ile de France" with all the gulls around it
The beauty that is Spring's
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 scent of smoldering leaves, the wail of steamers
Two lovers on the street that walk like dreamers
Oh, how the ghost of you clings
These foolish things remind me of you
Gardenia perfume lingering on a pillow
Wild strawberries, only seven francs a kilo
And still my heart has wings
These foolish things remind me of you
The smile of Garbo and the scent of roses
The waiters whistling as the last bar closes
The song that Crosby sings
These foolish things remind me of you
You came, you saw
You conquered me
When you did that to me
I knew somehow it 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
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Writer(s): Eric Maschwitz, Strachey
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