| Duke ellington / irving gordon / irving mills
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| If you hear a song in blue like a flower crying for the dew
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| That was my heart serenading you
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| My prelude to a kiss
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| If you hear a song that grows from my tender sentimental woes
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| That was my heart trying to compose
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| A prelude to a kiss
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| Though its just a simple melody with nothing fancy, nothing much
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| You could turn it to a simphony a schubert tune with a gershwin touch
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| Oh! |
| how my love song gently cries for the tenderness within your eyes
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| My love is a prelude that never dies
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| A prelude to a kiss. |