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Bryan Ferry - These Foolish Things

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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 lipsticks 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 fairgrounds painted swings

These foolish things

Remind me of you

You came, you saw, you conquered me

When you did that to me, I somehow knew that this 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

Gardenia perfume ling´ring on a pillow

Wild strawb´ries only seven francs a kilo

And still my heart has wings

These foolish things

Remind me of you

The park at evening when the bell has sounded

The isle de france with all the girls around it

The beauty that is spring

These foolish things

Remind me of you

I know that this was bound to be

These things have haunted me

For you´ve entirely enchanted me

The sigh of midnight trains in empty stations

Silk stockings thrown aside, dance invitations

Oh, how the ghost of you clings

These foolish things

Remind me of you

First daffodils and long excited cables

And candlelight on little corner tables

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

How strange, how sweet to find you still

These things are dear to me

That seem to bring you so near to me

The scent of smould´ring leaves, the wail of steamers

Two lovers on the street who walk like dreamers

Oh, how the ghost of you clings

These foolish things

Remind me of you, just you

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