Skylark, have you anything to say to me
won't you tell me where my love can be
is there a meadow in a mist
where someone's waiting to be kissed
Skylark, have you seen a valley green with spring
where my heart can go a-journeying
over the shadows and the rain
to a blossom-covered lane
And in your lonely flight
haven't you heard the music in the night
wonderful music, faint as a will-o-the-wisp
crazy as a loon
sad as a gypsy serenading the moon
Skylark, i don't know if you can find these things
but my heart is riding on your wings
so if you see them anywhere
won't you lead me there