Skylark, have you anything to say to me?
Won't you tell me where my love can be?
Is there a meadow in the mist
Where someone's waiting to be kissed?
Oh, skylark, have you seen a valley green with spring
Where my heart can go a-jour-ney-ing
Over the shadows and the rain
To a blossom-covered lane?
And in your lonely flight,
Haven't you heard the music in the night?
Wonderful music,
faint as a will o'the wisp, crazy as a loon,
Sad as a gypsy ser-e-na-dig the moon. Oh,
Skylark, I don't know if you can find these things,
But my heart is riding on your wings,
So if you see them an-y-where,
Won't you lead me there?