Cathedral bells were tolling
And our hearts sang on
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
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 tree
The wishing well
I'll 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