I`ll be seeing you,
in the old, familiar places;
that this heart of mine embraces,
all day through
In the small cafe,
the park across the way,
the children`s carrousel,
the chestnut tree,
the wishing well
I`ll be seeing you
in every lonely summer`s day,
in everything that brigh 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