silversolitaire

I Can Dream Can't I / I'll Be Seeing You
Michael Feinstein

I can see,
No matter how near you'll be,
You'll never belong to me,
But I can dream, can't I...?

Can't I pretend,
That I'm locked in the bend
Of your embrace?
For dreams are just like wine
And I am drunk with mine...

I'm aware my heart is a sad affair,
There's much disillusion there,
But I can dream, can't I?
Can't I adore you
Although we are oceans apart?
I can't make you open your heart,
But I can dream can't I...

I'll be seeing you in all the old familiar places
That this heart of mine embraces all day through
In that small café, 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 mornin' sun
And when the night is new
I'll be looking at the moon
But I'll be seeing you...