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.