Prelude to a Kiss

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
Though it’s just a simple melody with nothing fancy, nothing much,
You could turn it to a Symphony,
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 kiss