Piano Blues (A Love Story) Part 2
The morning after a party, and watching her dance...memories Morning, She’s dancing still, In a black dress, An empty stage, Silver bangles and that cool grace, That red smile, that shape. One kiss and I could die happy, Everybody wants to die happy, And go down, And be living still. A smooth glass in her silk glove, We live once she says, We must know love and laughter. Each new day is beautiful. Suddenly morning and no sleep, She’s dancing still, And I sit back and smile. Eternit...