Each key,
Each note
And every music that flows,
Comes from the heart.
Whatever key I press,
I feel free, breathless.
I close my eyes.
Picture the skies,
And let the songs play.
I am here to stay.
I can feel the wind,
They sing along to my tune.
I can feel it,
Each key, note,
Gonna make me an artist soon.
I feel the sun,
The rays breathe on me.
Its light slows down.
Gonna be an intimate night.
The whole world will see my show,
On this smalltown Georgian island,
It's just me and my piano.
I'm in my little black dress,
Flowin my fingers throughout these keys,
Me and my piano emerging with the breeze.
Our music.
Our love.
May 29, 2010
