I wish I could play the piano
I wish I could play your heart
I wish I could play like a maestro
Or like Valentine’s assistant
I long to be loved in the lime light
I long to be loved by you
I long to become inspiration
Or the will to follow through
But I am never on time
And the stage isn’t mine
The curtains are drawn
And the feeling’s so wrong
I am never on cue
Makes me feel like a fool
The costumes don’t fit
No encore, this is it
I am never prepared
So the audience stares
The music’s too slow
And the steps I don’t know
I am never refined
And the lights nearly blind
The make-up’s no match
So I’ll just grab a taxi
Let’s go
I wish I could play the piano
I wish I could play your heart
I wish I could play like a maestro
Or like Valentine’s assistant
I long to receive inspiration
I long to receive that kiss
I long to become your temptation
I long to be granted that
...wish
zaterdag 3 oktober 2009
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