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.
I'll be seeing you. in all the old familiar places. that this heart of mind embrases. all day through. In that small cafe. the park across the way. the children's carousel.
Cathedral bells were tolling and our hearts sang on. Oh, 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.