Prelude To A Kiss — Ella Fitzgerald

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 its just a simple melody

With nothing fancy

Nothing much

You could turn it to a symphony

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

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Though its just a simple melody

With nothing fancy

Nothing much

You could turn it to a symphony

A shubert tune with a gershwin touch

Oh how my love song so gently cries

For the tenderness within your eyes

My love is a prelude that never dies

A prelude to a kiss