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