Prelude To A Kiss

When you hear a song in blue

Like a flower crying for the dew

That was my heart serenading you

My prelude to a kiss

When 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 Schubert 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

My prelude to a kiss

With nothing fancy, nothing much

A Schubert tune with a Gershwin touch

Oh, oh, how my love song gently, gently, gently cries

For the tenderness within your eyes

My love is a prelude that never, never, never, never dies

My prelude to a kiss