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

As we eye the blue Horizon’s bend

Earth and sky appear to meet and end

But it’s meerly an illusion

Like your heart and mine there’s no sweet conclusion

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’m drunk with mine

I’m aware my heart is a sad affair

There’s much disillusionment 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?

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’m aware my heart is a sad affair

There’s much disillusion there, but I can dream, can’t I?

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