Skylark, Have you anything to say to me? Won’t you tell me where my love can be? Is there a meadow in the 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!
Oh 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?