My bags are packed, but before I go
I’ve got one question for you
When you play those songs on piano,
Is that the real you peeking through?
What inspires the melody?
You don’t readily give who you are away,
And yet it’s there in the way you play

Some people are easy to read
They wear their heart upon their sleeve
But you, boy, have so many layers,
I don’t know which one to believe
What do you want?
What have you felt?
I don’t think you’ll ever say,
And yet it’s there in the way you play

I want to know
I’m curious
There’s no reason for me to stay
And yet it’s there in the way you play