Tenderly, by Christopher Hopkins

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

I'll be seeing you in every lovely summer's day

In everything 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 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