Song Lyrics
Oh how the ghost of you clings, the sigh of midnight trains Things, these foolish things remind me of you
The scent of smoldering leaves, and still my heart has wings
at empty stations
they seem to bring you near to me
A telephone that rings but who s to answer, a little corner table
Oh how the ghost of you clings, the pier in france
These things are dear to me, these foolish things
remind me of you
first daffodils
with all the gulls around it
These foolish things remind me of you, remind me of you
Remind me of you, a little corner table
A tinkling piano in the next apartment, remind me of you
first daffodils
To find you still, a telephone that rings but who s to answer
two lovers on the street
The song that crosby sings, oh how the ghost of you clings, remind me of you
Remind me of you, first daffodils, the song that crosby sings
Remind me of you, a little corner table
those stumblin words that told you what my heart meant
Remind me of you, how the ghost of you clings
An airline ticket to romantic places, these foolish things remind me of you Stewart, those stumblin words that told you what my heart meant
Dance invitations, as the last bar closes, these foolish things
These foolish things, these things are dear to me
These foolish things, remind me of you These, they seem to bring you near to me
To find you still, an airline ticket to romantic places
Silk stockings thrown aside, these foolish things
To find you still, first daffodils
These foolish things remind me of you, a telephone that rings but who s to answer
Oh how the ghost of you clings, when you did that to me, these foolish things
as the last bar closes
Oh how the ghost of you clings, a telephone that rings but who s to answer, the waiters whistling
And still my heart has wings, with all the gulls around it Foolish, first daffodils
The waiters whistling, dance invitations
And still my heart has wings, and the scent of roses