Black and White
Your fingers on the keys in the dark
The music rides softly, then loud
Thoughts I’m thinking aren’t allowed
As your fingers play on the keys in the dark
I feel I’ve missed the mark
And I forget that I’m resolved
I vowed I wouldn’t get involved
And then your fingers on the keys in the dark.
I don’t want to feel the spark
Yet you smile and again I forget
You don’t know my struggle I bet
As your fingers play on the keys in the dark.
The keys are silent in the dark
You walk away, closing the piano
There is something you still don’t know
Your fingers are playing on my mind… in the dark…
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