The Black Piano
The music plays
and flays my soul
the polonaise
so cold,so cold
the night comes in
across the sea
why are you
reaching out for me?
I gave all I had
when I had it to give
now I don't want
to listen
I just want to live.
Copyright © Johnette Loefgren | Year Posted 2006
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