The Piano Plays and our hearts sway,
The touch of you skin warms me with in,
As I am lost in your arms and soul again.
Could it be that the sound of music make us free,
Lost in the moment in which some cannot see.
Live life for the time you have you can never go back
When our time comes to pass,
It will be love that ever lasts,
The music playing again as we hold hands,
As we hold each other tight,
We will never forget this night,
And the love that grows with musical delight.
Mike Wilkerson
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