These Foolish Things

[04:43.00]These Foolish Things - Chet Baker

[04:43.00]Oh! Will you never let me be?

[04:43.00]Oh! Will you never set me free?

[04:43.00]The ties that bound us

[04:43.00]Are still around us

[04:43.00]There's no escape that I can see

[04:43.00]And still those little things remain

[04:43.00]That bring me happiness or pain

[04:43.00]A cigarette that bears a lipstick's traces

[04:43.00]An airline ticket to romantic places

[04:43.00]And still my heart has wings

[04:43.00]These foolish things remind me of you

[04:43.00]A tinkling piano in the next apartment

[04:43.00]Those stumbling words that told you what my heart meant

[04:43.00]A fair ground's painted swings

[04:43.00]These foolish things remind me of you

[04:43.00]You came you saw you conquer'd me

[04:43.00]When you did that to me

[04:43.00]I knew somehow this had to be

[04:43.00]The winds of March that make my heart a dancer

[04:43.00]A telephone that rings but who's to answer?

[04:43.00]Oh, how the ghost of you clings!

[04:43.00]These foolish things remind me of you

[04:43.00]First daffodils and long excited cables

[04:43.00]And candle lights on little corner tables

[04:43.00]And still my heart has wings

[04:43.00]These foolish things remind me of you

[04:43.00]The park at evening when the bell has sounded

[04:43.00]The "Ile de France" with all the gulls around it

[04:43.00]The beauty that is Spring's

[04:43.00]These foolish things remind me of you

[04:43.00]How strange how sweet to find you still

[04:43.00]These things are dear to me

[04:43.00]They seem to bring you near to me

[04:43.00]The sigh of midnight trains in empty stations

[04:43.00]Silk stockings thrown aside dance invitations

[04:43.00]Oh, how the ghost of you clings!

[04:43.00]These foolish things remind me of you

[04:43.00]Gardenia perfume ling'ring on a pillow

[04:43.00]Wild strawb'ries only seven francs a kilo

[04:43.00]And still my heart has wings

[04:43.00]These foolish things remind me of you

[04:43.00]The smile of Garbo and the scent of roses

[04:43.00]The waiters whistling as the last bar closes

[04:43.00]The song that Crosby sings

[04:43.00]These foolish things remind me of you

[04:43.00]How strange how sweet to find you still

[04:43.00]These things are dear to me

[04:43.00]They seem to bring you near to me

[04:43.00]The scent of smould'ring leaves, the wail of steamers

[04:43.00]Two lovers on the street who walk like dreamers

[04:43.00]Oh, how the ghost of you clings!

[04:43.00]These foolish things remind me of you