Writer(s): Irving Kahal / Sammy Fain
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;
And everything that’s bright 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.