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? Oh, skylark, have you seen a valley green with spring Where my heart can go a-jour-ney-ing Over the shadows and the rain To a blossom-covered lane? Bridge: 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 ser-e-na-dig 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 an-y-where, Won't you lead me there?