A piano comforts me
When you're not here
And my fingers tap the keys,
Thinking about your lips
Rolling wiser,
Believing they're touching
Your face and your eyebrows
And after that you left me,
Making love
With my dreams.
The piano reveals itself
When you're gone,
And in the shadows
My hands dance
They write you songs
That love already knows,
The music heals your absence.
Give me your heart, happy
Drum of my song,
I want your heart, beating
So it can sound better.
The piano reveals itself
When you're gone
And my hands fly to the wind
Seeds of chords,
Bunch of notes
Asking for more of you
Saxo and guitar
But there's no drum
And I want you to make sound of
Your good heart.
Give me your heart, happy
Drum of my song,
I want your heart, beating
So it can sound better.