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You rest your hands on the piano
"I wrote a song," you say You move your fingers & slowly begin to play I'm caught up in the moment My heart begins to sway No musical background yet your talent has been revealed You have taken me beyond Look how you have made me feel It is in this atmosphere at the piano in this church That I feel I know you best I am immersed in my rebirth This is as I remember you, My Dear Piano Man I will love you & treasure you forever Because You have touched me with your hands.
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