I''ll be seeing you
In all the old familiar places
That this heart of mine embraces
All day and through
In that small cafe
The park across the way
The children carrousel
The chestnut trees
The wishing well
I''ll be seeing you
In every lovely summer''s day
In everything that''s light and gay
I''ll always think of you that way
I''ll find in the morning sun
And when the night is new
I''ll be looking at the moon
But I''ll be seeing you
I''ll be seeing you
In every lovely summer''s day
In everything that''s light and gay
I''ll always think of you that way
I''ll find in the morning sun
And when the night is new
I''ll be looking at the moon
But I''ll be seeing you
Cathedral bells were tolling
As our love sang on.
Was it the spell of Paris,
or just the April dawn?
Who knows if we will meet again,
Love with morning chiming sweet again