Leroy Anderson, Mitchell Parish (1950)

Lovely song of love, the music of a silver star,
Won't you be my serenade that's softly played on my guitar?

Love, while all the world is still
Here I stand under her window sill,
Sing to my loved one, Serenata for me.
Sing her your song, love's melody.

So near, yet we're so far apart,
Here I'll stand, till I have won her heart;
Go to my loved one, Serenata and say
When you're in love, love finds a way.