He plays piano in a jazz band
And I love him for the man that he could be
I asked him if I let you
Would you play me
Then delighted as he tickled every key
He could feel the ivory skin
Beneath his finger tips
And I would watch the notes fall one
By one from his lips
And he would snap his fingers
To the beat of my heart
But he couldn't feel the heat
And I want to be like lovers
In an old romantic song
Where the music fades away
Before the love can go wrong
I am just a dreamer wearing sensible shoes
I still dream in color even
Though I sing the blues
He is playing scales up and down me
As we sing our tales
Of hope in perfect harmony
And measure out our love
By the length of the song
But it disappears somewhere
When the music is done
Every song ever written has a final note
And I sign my name alone
Every letter that I wrote
And lovers who part give a final kiss
Now I know it's not the player
But the music that I miss
He plays piano in a jazz band
And I love him for the man that he could be
I asked him if I let you
Would you play me
A song that would play forever on
I am just a dreamer wearing sensible shoes
I still dream in color
Even though I sing the blues
And I want to be like lovers
In an old romantic song
Where the music fades away
Before the love it can go wrong
