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 Shubert 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