If you hear a song in blue like a flower crying for the dew
That was my heart serenading you my prelude to a kiss
If you hear a song that grows from my tender sentimental woes
That was my heart trying to compose a prelude to a kiss
Though it's just a simple melody with nothing fancy
Nothing much you could turn it to a symphony
A schubert tune with a gershwin touch
Oh how my love song gently cries for the tenderness within your eyes
My love is a prelude that never dies
A prelude to a kiss
Oh how my love song gently cries for the tenderness within your eyes
My love is a prelude that never dies
A prelude to a kiss