I'll be looking at the moon...
Y si no recordamos a quien se fue, sino a quien está por venir...
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 trees;
The wishin'
well.
I'll be
seeing you
In every
lovely summer's day;
In every
thing that's 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.
I'll be
seeing you
In every
lovely summer's day;
In every
thing that's 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.