the song

the way she makes me feel

The Song

Oh, she is music, oh, she is a song

The melody line and the bass that belong

To a beautiful Aria, Waltz, or an Air

She showed me a heart that I thought wasn’t there

 

Oh, such a song, oh, such music is she

Oh, harmony, harmony, Bb, D, C

A tempest, a storm when the sea starts to rage

A face that looks free, but a heart that is caged

 

My heart, how it sways to the beat of the tune

My mouth, how it yearns, its desire to croon

To add to the song that has played in my head

With visions of her as I lay in my bed

 

Oh, such a song, oh, how smooth, oh, how sweet

Andante, legato, crescendo, the beat

Vivace, attacca, oh, con grazia

Fermata, staccato, a tempo, marzia

 

Her smile, a song, oh, her smile, a hymn

The melody line grows increasingly dim

I wish it were her, oh, her smile to take

But sordid, defective, that smile was fake

 

But still, she is music, oh, she is a song

The melody line and the bass that belong

To a song that reflects all her sorrow

and pain

Of mournfulness, sadness,

rejection, disdain

The End

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