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These Fooling Things - Frankie laine
Written by：Jack Strachey/Holt Marvell
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 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 fair ground's painted swings
These foolish things remind me of you

You came you saw you conquer'd 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 rings but who's to answer
Oh how the ghost of you clings

These foolish things remind me of you

The park at evening when the bell has sounded

The Ile de France with all the gulls around it

The beauty that is Spring's

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 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