"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 And 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 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"