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A cigarette that bears a lipstick 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 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
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 rings, but who's to answer
Oh, how the ghost of you clings
These foolish things, remind me of you
Dear, they all remind me of you
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