If you hear
A song
In bloom
Like a flower
Crying for
The dew
That was my hear
Serenading you
My prelude
To a kiss
If you hear
A song
That grows
From my tender
Sentimental woes
That was my hear
Tring 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 Schube 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
A prelude
To a kiss...