I'll Be Seeing You

Cathedral bells were tolling
 And our hearts sang on.
 Was it the spell of past
 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 every thing 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.
 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.
 (I'll be wishing, I'll be dreaming,)
 I'll be seeing you.