i'll be seeing you

cathedral bells were tolling

and our hearts sang on

was it the spell of paris

or the april dawn?

who knows

if we shall meet again?

but when the morning chimes ring sweet again

i'll be seeing you

in all the old familiar places

that this heart of mine embraces all day through

in that small cafe

the park across the way

the children's carousel

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 you in the morning sun

and when the night is new

i'll be looking at the moon

but i'll be seeing you