Piano Music

The music, the music, oh the music plays on
dancers swirling, twirling, from dusk to dawn
amidst twinkling, sparkling starlight strong
and the music, oh, the music, the music plays on.

At the grand piano sits a young, fine man
a younger girl, lovely, and his devoted fan
watches, enraptured, as the ivories his fingers kiss
his playing becomes to her, sweet, sheer bliss.

The music, the music, oh the music plays on
dancers swirling, twirling, from dusk to dawn
amidst twinkling, sparkling starlight strong
and the music, oh, the music, the music plays on.

Oh the piano player plays with such great delight
the evening lasts forever, and long past midnight,
the dawning rays come pink to the young girl's cheek
the music's entrancement she will forever seek.

The music, the music, oh the music plays on
dancers swirling, twirling, from dusk to dawn
amidst twinkling, sparkling starlight strong
and the music, oh, the music, the music plays on.

The piano player, his fingers were nimble and strong
he dipped and stroked the milk white keys as if they belonged
to no other lover, neither now, nor then, and
the middle aged woman quivers, remembering when...

The music, the music, oh the music played on
for dancers swirling, twirling, from dusk to dawn
amidst twinkling, sparkling starlight strong
and the music, oh, the music, the music played on.

In the memory of the old maiden's loving mind
"if the music lives in your heart, you'll forever be mine,"
the piano player gone, the sweet sad words he wrote...
she will always recall this, the piano player's notes.

The music, the music, oh the music plays on
dancers swirling, twirling, from dusk to dawn
amidst twinkling, sparkling starlight strong
and the music, oh, the music, the music plays on.

The old maiden sighs, her breathing becomes light
once again a girl under the candlelabra's lights,
golden haired, beautiful, with pink tinged cheeks
listening for her piano player, his music she seeks.

The music, the music, oh the music plays on
dancers swirling, twirling, from dusk to dawn
amidst twinkling, sparkling starlight strong
and the music, oh, the music, the music long gone.

©KRJ
28 August, 1999