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 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 make my heart a dancer
A telephone
that ring, but whose to answer?
Oh, how the
ghost of you clings
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 make my heart a dancer
A telephone
that ring, but whose to answer?
Oh, how the
ghost of you clings
These
foolish things remind me of you
Remind me
of you
Remind me
of you
They remind me of you
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