Lyrics:

Serenade
The Wallace Collection

Serenade, a gay fandango
The sound of nature's soft melody
As we stood among the meadows
Hand in hand, through the trees
Lily-dales, set in a hillside
The morning dew, fair as the free
The silver mist kissed with sunlight
A serenade kissed me.
Daydreaming away
Sharing the day
A happy memory
Trees lining the way
For us to play
As in a fantasy
Time wandering by
Stopping to pry
But momentarily
Soon following on
Into a song
Serenade.
Serenade, in fading, twilight
A mystic sound, soft as a breeze
I hear you there among the willows
As you sing now with me.
La, la la la la, la la la la
And there I need we play
La, la la la la, la la la la
A happy serenade
La, la la la la, la la la la
And there I need we play
La, la la la la, la la la la
A happy serenade

La, la la la la, la la la la
And there I need we play
La, la la la la, la la la la
A happy serenade

La, la la la la, la la la la
And there I need we play
La, la la la la, la la la la
A happy serenade