Cathedral bells were tolling 
and our hearts rang 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...... 

CHORUS 
I'll be seeing you in all of your 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 night and day, 
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. 

~Trumpet Solo~ 

I'll be seeing you in every lovely summer's 
day, in everything that's night and day, 
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