Skylark, have you anything to say to me,

Wont you tell me where my love can be?

Is there a meadow in the mist

Where someones 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 havent you heard the music of the night?

Wonderful music, faint as a will-o-the-wisp, crazy as a loon,

Sad as a gypsy serenading the moon, oh...



Skylark, I dont know if you can find these things,

But my heart is riding on your wings

So if you see them anywhere

Wont you lead me there...