~*Blue Piano*~

Somewhere I can hear it play

That blue piano that haunts my dreams

Maybe I'll sing to it someday

Maybe I'll have a bouquet of moonbeams.


Maybe they'll all love my singing

And I'll hear the roaring applause

Maybe they'll all think I'm swinging

Yeah, and maybe I'll meet Santa Claus.


Maybe they'll compare me with the greats

Fitzgerald, Holliday and Krall,

Maybe I'll be bombarded with dates

But maybe it won't happen at all.


Maybe they'll call for that éncore

Maybe they'll all yell for more

Maybe I'll get there someday

And I'll hear that blue piano play.


Maybe I'll be a shooting star

Someone they all say will go far

Maybe they'll put my poster on the wall

But likely it won't happen at all.