These Foolish Things Lyrics
| Song | These Foolish Things |
| Artist | Bryan Ferry |
| Album | Slave To Love - The Best Of The Ballads |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 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 fairground’s 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 |
| 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 fairground' s 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 |
| 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 fairground' s 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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