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?
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?