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 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