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 too fancy, nothing too 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 with in your eyes
My Love is a prelude that never dies
A prelude to a kiss
