There in the corner,
A lonely piano.
If only someone would play.
The beauty of the piano lies deep within,
just waiting to be released.
If only someone would play.
Many have come before,
with songs of love an joy.
Some with sorrow, some with pain.
If only someone would play.
The piano cannot play itself,
it has the potential but not the capability.
If only someone would play.
We are all like the piano,
beautiful and grand.
If only someone would play.
