For Jon Gillaspie - with thanks for being such
a good friend as well as a great musician.
Also see England
 If I had the money I'd buy you a grand, the finest that's ever been made One that would sing at the touch of your hands like no other piano you've played... No more an out of date, out of tune thing that offends such artistry Although often on such you've thrilled me so much when you sit and play for me You don't have to dress up in white tie and tails, you'll do for me just as you are. And it doesn't matter if your memory fails or you miss the occasional bar... I just want to watch your dancing hands on their floor of ivory - they shame the ladies of grace at the Garden when you sit and play for me... An audience of one isn't much I know. I call for encores even so.... An orchestra and stage you don't need at all - and your simple room is a fine concert hall... Ragtime and symphonies centuries span - I still find it hard to believe there could be so much music in just one man - you shook the horizons for me. My vision was small - I never noticed the bars until you came and set me free. And the world gets a little bit wider each time you sit and play for me.... And the world gets a little bit brighter each time you sit and play for me.... Lyrics and Music © Rosie Hardman, 1981  PLR 053 |
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