FollowingStars

This is for the Reader: With the soft touch of his fingers The piano begins to play, a heart untouched for so long Bares its secret melody... - When I first started out I couldn't avoid just bein' cold My life revolved the things that I was always told— I never knew the warmth of standing up to take a bow It was not a joy that I would ever-ever be allowed Through all the days I feared that everything would disappear You held me up and held me close like I was something dear I never knew I had a part of me that you would like I guess that's what you feel when you can't even see the light… - So this is the only way, that