Sarah Vaughan - These Foolish Things lyrics
[Sarah Vaughan - These Foolish Things lyrics]
Oh! Will you never let me be?
Oh! Will you never set me free?
The ties that bound us are still around us
There's no escape that I can see
And still those little things remain
That bring me happiness or pain
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 stumbling 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 made
My heart a dancer a telephone that rings
And who's to answer?
Oh, how the ghost of you clings
These foolish things remind me of you
The first daffodil and long excited cables
And candle lights 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 'Île-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 sigh of midnight trains in empty stations
Silk stockings tossed aside
Dance invitations
Oh, how the ghost of you clings
These foolish things remind me of you
These foolish things remind me of you
Oh! Will you never set me free?
The ties that bound us are still around us
There's no escape that I can see
And still those little things remain
That bring me happiness or pain
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 stumbling 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 made
My heart a dancer a telephone that rings
And who's to answer?
Oh, how the ghost of you clings
These foolish things remind me of you
The first daffodil and long excited cables
And candle lights 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 'Île-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 sigh of midnight trains in empty stations
Silk stockings tossed aside
Dance invitations
Oh, how the ghost of you clings
These foolish things remind me of you
These foolish things remind me of you