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 [bad word] 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