She spends all of her nights awake
Wasting her beautiful future, the pianist's groupie
God, how sad this girl looks
In love with a selfish man, the pianist's groupie
She's throwing all her life away, and all her life is not much
What else could she have done, except for dreaming alone in her bed
At night under her pink sheets ?
She spends her life waiting for him
For a word, for a tender touch, the pianist's groupie
In front of the hotel, backstage,
She dreams of an artist life, the pianist's groupie.
She would follow him to hell, and even hell is not much
Compared to being alone on Earth, and she thinks about it in her bed
At night under her pink sheets
She loves him, she adores him
More than anything she loves him, it's beautiful how she loves him.
She loves him, she adores him
It's crazy how she loves him, it's beautiful how she loves him.
He has rights on her smile
She has rights on his desires, the pianist's groupie
She knows how to stand still
While he plays his frenzies, the pianist's groupie
When the concert is over, she puts her hands on the keyboard
Dreaming that he will take her to spend the rest of her life
Just listening to him
She can understand his music
She can forget that she exists, the pianist's groupie
But God is that girl taking risks
Being in love with a selfish man, the pianist's groupie
She's throwing all her life away, and all her life is not much
What else could she have done, except for dreaming alone in her bed
At night under her pink sheets ?
She loves him, she adores him
More than anything she loves him, it's beautiful how she loves him.
She loves him, she adores him
It's crazy how she loves him, it's beautiful how she loves him.
The pianist's groupie, the pianist's groupie