I dream of the summertime
Of Venice and the summertime
I see the cafes, the sunlit days
With you, my love
The antique shop where we'd stop
For a souvenir
The bridge, the boats below
The blue above
I dream all the winter long
Of violins that played our song
The dream is so real I almost feel
Your lips on mine
And though I know we have to be
An ocean apart
There's Venice and you, and summertime
Deep in my heart