So much was in the moment
When we said goodbye
I won't forget that moment
No matter how I try
Who knows if we will meet again
to make the moments warm and 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 trees
The wishing well
Oh, I'll be seeing you
in every lovely summer's day
In everythings 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've grown acustomed to her face
She almost makes the day begin
I've grown acustomed to the tune
she whistles night and noon
Her smiles, her frowns
His ups, his downs
are second nature to me now
Like breathing out and breathing in
(His breathing in)
I was really independent
and content before we met
Surely I could always be that way again and yet
I've grown acustomed to her looks
Acustomed to his voice
Acustomed to her face
I'll be seeing you
in every lovely summer's day
In everythings 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
(I've grown acustomed to her face)
but I'll be seeing you

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