prelude to a kiss

Deborah Harry

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
A 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 a kiss

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