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