Ill 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 childrens carousel; The chestnut tree; The wishing well.
Ill be seeing you; In every lovely, summers day; And everything thats bright and gay; Ill always think of you that way; Ill find you in the morning sun; And when the night is new; Ill be looking at the moon; But Ill be seeing you.