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.
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Though it's just a simple melody
With nothing fancy, nothing much,
You could turn it to a symphony,
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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,
A prelude to a kiss.