Piano
My fingers were flying through the key-boerd,
into another advanture.
Notes were like views,
like a dancing pictures.
And through the piano's sound,
I can imagine a different world,
and it's warm, so warm,
through the coldness of the key-boerd.
Piano, piano,
how I like to play you,
piano, piano,
you're making sound of,
piano, piano,
oh, here is the music I've been searching for.
Piano, piano,
how I like to play you,
piano, piano,
you're making sound of,
piano, piano,
oh, here is the music I've been searching for.
Through the sounds,
I feel the rhyth,
it's going through the bells of my soul.
Piano, piano,
how I like to play you,
piano, piano,
you're making sound of,
piano, piano,
oh, here is the music I've been searching for.
Piano, piano,
how I like to play you,
piano, piano,
you're making sound of,
piano, piano,
oh, here is the music I've been searching for.
Piano, piano,
how I like to play you,
piano, piano,
you're making sound of,
piano, piano,
oh, here is the music I've been searching for.
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