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 tree
The wishing well
I’ll be seeing you
In every lovely, summer’s day
And everything that’s bright 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
