The Piano and Me Song

Sisters of sound,
Lovers of the language of music,
I don't play the piano,
It plays me,
It brings me out of the shadows the piano and me,
We tease each other,
Learnin' where to touch how to feel,
Through black and white,
White pages, black ink,
White keys, black notes,
And that's what people will tell you about,
No one tells you about the feelin's oh, the feelin's,
Music can create,
Soul through sound,
Ecstasy through notes,
Now the piano and me,
We're the best of friends,
Oh, yeah,
With music,
There is an intangible level of intimacy,
We are sisters of sound,
Lovers of the language of music,
The piano and me.