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Listen....
Do you hear what I play?
Can you feel the beat?
Does my music make you sway?
The notes are written upon my soul, 
no matter how much I play it, 
the song won't get old. 

Would you sing along? 
This melody that I play, 
it is my song. 
It is in my veins, 
right down to my core, 
and all I can do is to play it more. 
I need to stir up these feelings,
that I cannot live without, 
the writing of a love song,
that was scored without a doubt. 

Do you understand? 
The music is written not from my hand, 
but from my heart and soul. 
Written from the love that I feel, 
when I am lonely or falling apart, 
this is my song that heals my heart.

Listen...
Do you hear what I play?
Do you understand what I'm trying to say?
Do you feel me?
This is my melody, 
a state of the art, 
this is the music of my heart.

Listen to the beat of my heart, 
I sing with the whispers of my soul. 
I do not need to play it loud, 
but I play it long and strong. 

It is my song.... 
the story of my life; 
chapter by chapter, 
verse by verse, 
sentence by sentence, 
and word by word, 
an auto-replay in my mind..... 
that one tune. 
The one with the funky melody, 
and heartfelt yet complicated lyrics, 
the one that was meant only for me.