From my tender sentimental woes
A prelude to a kiss
Though it's just a simple melody
A Schubert tune with a Gershwin touch
You could turn it to a symphony
That was my heart serenading you
A Schubert tune with a Gershwin touch
My love is a prelude that never dies
You could turn it to a symphony
Oh, how my love song gently cries
And if you hear a song that grows
A prelude to a kiss
With nothing fancy, nothing much
Oh, how my love song gently cries
For the tenderness within your eyes
Though it's just a simple melody
For the tenderness within your eyes
My prelude to a kiss
That was my heart trying to compose
With nothing fancy, nothing much
My love is a prelude that never dies
