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 swing
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 makes my heart a dancer
A telephone rings
No doggone one to answer
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 swing
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 makes my heart a dancer
A telephone rings
No doggone one to answer
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