Testo Summertime In Venice

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. (Repeat from *.)