Frank Sinatra - These Foolish Things (Remind Me Of You) Lyrics

F.S just sings em & that's it: (Makes Em His Own) ! NO BODY DOES IT BETTER!

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

First daffodils and long excited cables
And candle lights on little corner tables
And still my heart has wings
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

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 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
They seem to bring you 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

Forever JULIA

Saudades...eu e papai ouvindo essa música na voz do incrível Sinatra... época do LP. Vinil!

i love you, grandma <3

When I listen to this song by Frank I think of my ex wife. How I miss her.

Maybe It is not to late. Tell her.

Loss is so truly painful... I feel for you and with you.

Kelsey Riffey Amazing someone can express deep feelings here and find real compassion. Your thoughts touched my heart. If you’d like to listen to a beautiful instrumental version, search
Jazz at Oberlin-Dave Brubeck, starts at about 17 minuets. Paul Desmond plays the gorgeous alto sax solo. Hang in there K.

I think of my X and say, Y?

what key is this in

I think of Sinatra as the greatest male vocalist of his era and probably the best male vocalist so far in the history of mass media, but this version of a great song seems tedious to me. Why has he slowed it down so much? It's overemphatic, as though all his senses have been drugged by loss. Let the words do the work!

Normally Ted I stiffen at any criticism of Sinatra but in this instance I have to agree with you. "Let the words do the work"-excellent observation. Think of any of the numbers in my favourite Sinatra LP "Close To You" where he does just that.

Have to agree with both of you. Though his live performance in Buenos Aires in 1981 he also slowed down the words, that was still a much better recording this one. This one is too over the top. I still prefer the version on The Voice of Frank Sinatra. The subtlety of it was unparalleled.

Thank you for uploading this verison of a great Frank song.