Thank you guys, uh thanks for making this such a special night, really
I appreciate it, can I sing you somethin' with my man Clifford over here?
Watch how graceful this is

Every time we say goodbye, I die a little
Every time we say goodbye, I wonder why a little
Why the Gods above me, who must be in the know
Think so little of me, they allow you to go
When you’re near, there's such an air of spring about it
I can hear a lark somewhere, begin to sing about it
There's no love song finer
But how strange the change from major to minor
Every time we say goodbye

I’ll be seeing you
In all the old familiar places
That this heart of mine embraces
All day and 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 bright 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
Mr. Clifford Carter on the piano

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 through
I'll be looking at the moon
But I’ll be seeing, looking at the moon
But I'll be seeing, looking at the moon
But I'll be seeing you