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...