My Piano Man

When you hear
the music’s playing
and you can really feel the love
I’m sure it’s my piano man

When you hear
the music’s playing
and you can really put your spirit in
I’m sure it’s my piano man

My piano man
who loves to play the piano

When he plays
you can feel the spirit
When he plays
you can feel the love

Dear my piano man
I really love to see you play
I really love to hear you play

When you put your beautiful fingers
on the old piano
you start to play the song…

No matter how bad it is
the song will always be beautiful in my ear

Because it’s my piano man’s playing it
Gracefully you play the tunes
of the song on a summer in June

Feels like it slips through my wound
and heals with your lovely tunes

O, my piano man

My piano man…
I love the way you play the piano
I love the way you look at me as well

When you look at me,
I can feel that I can feel you
Just like music entering
the innocent heart of mine

What am I got to do
to show that I love you
I need to find a way
so my love won’t be fly away…

Or should I just keep it to myself
So the love won’t ever whiter fade…