"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, 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 carosel
That chesnut tree
The wishing well
I'll be seeing you in every lovely summers day
In everything thats 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
"