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I'll be seeing you in all the old, familiar places |
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That this heart of mine embraces all day through |
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In that small cafe, the park across the way |
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The children's carousel, the chestnut tree |
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The wishing, wishing well |
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Well, I'll be seeing you |
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In every bright and summer's day |
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In everything that's light and gay |
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I'll always think of you that way |
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I'll find you in the morning sun |
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And when the day is through |
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I'll be looking at the moon, |
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I'll be seeing you |
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I'll find you in the morning sun |
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And when the night is new |
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I'll be looking at the moon |
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But I'll be seeing you |
