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 sentimentals That was my heart trying to compose A prelude to a kiss And though it's just a simple melody With nothing fancy, nothing much You could turn it to a symphony A shoobra tune with a Gershwin touch Oh, how my love song gently cries For the tenderness within your eyes My love's a prelude that never dies A prelude to a kiss My love's a prelude that never dies A prelude to a kiss My love's a prelude that never dies A prelude to a kiss My love's a prelude that never dies A prelude to a kiss My love's a prelude that never dies A prelude to a kiss My love's a prelude that never dies A prelude to a kiss And though it's just a simple melody With nothing fancy, nothing much You could turn it to a symphony A shoobra tune with a Gershwin touch Oh, how my love song gently cries For the tenderness within your eyes My love's a prelude that never dies A prelude to a kiss