Lyrics
Though it s just a simple melody, though it s just a simple melody
With nothing fancy, a shubert tune with a gershwin touch Prelude, you could turn it to a symphony
With nothing fancy, if you hear a song in blue Kiss, a prelude to a kiss
My love is a prelude that never dies, if you hear a song in blue Thigpen, a shubert tune with a gershwin touch
With nothing fancy, that was my heart serenading you, with nothing fancy
From my tender sentimental woes, though it s just a simple melody
Though it s just a simple melody, my prelude to a kiss
with nothing fancy
with nothing fancy
with nothing fancy
That was my heart serenading you, a shubert tune with a gershwin touch To, how my love song so gently cries
my prelude to a kiss
If you hear a song in blue, for the tenderness within your eyes, a prelude to a kiss
how my love song so gently cries
A prelude to a kiss, that was my heart trying to compose
You could turn it to a symphony, my love is a prelude that never dies
How my love song gently cries, you could turn it to a symphony
my prelude to a kiss
a prelude to a kiss
A shubert tune with a gershwin touch, for the tenderness within your eyes
If you hear a song in blue, how my love song so gently cries
Though it s just a simple melody, from my tender sentimental woes, you could turn it to a symphony