Prelude to a Kiss

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 gentle sentimental woes
That was my heart trying to compose
My prelude to a kiss

Though it's just a simple melody
With nothing fancy
Nothing much
You could turn it to a symphony
With a Shubert tune, with a Gershwin touch

Oh, how my love song gently cries
From the tenderness within your eyes
My love is a prelude that never dies
My 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
From the tenderness within your eyes
My love is a prelude that never dies
My prelude to a kiss