Текст песни Where Or When?

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. Bridge: Though it's 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. Bridge: Though it's 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.