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 Simphony 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.