Billie Holiday Vs Sebastian Tellier

These Foolish Things

A cigarette that bares 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 fair ground 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 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 sound of smoldering weaves the way to steamers

Two lovers on the street who walk like dreamers

Oh, how the ghost of you clings

These foolish things remind me of you

Songwriters

HARRY LINK, HOLT MARVELL, JACK STRACHEY

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Lyrics © BOURNE CO.