But when I finally found the words to say I wanted to run away Simply run away You can try to run and hide It won't make a difference You can lie to yourself Of the reason Sure it hurts wen it comes to you're attention There's something bout this girl

I love a piano, I love a piano I love to hear somebody play Upon a piano, a grand piano It simply carries me away I know a fine way to treat a Steinway I love to run my fingers o'er the keys, the ivories And with the pedal I love to meddle When