Cathedral bells were tolling and our hearts sang or
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

'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'l| 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