[Verse 1] My lonely piano plays out of tune When kids come around Sunday afternoon Banging the keys like irate baboons My lonely piano hates Sunday afternoon [Chorus] Yet, in the silence it hums alone Still dreaming of hands that call it home [Verse 2] My lonely piano recalls the days When the teacher had children play Chopsticks, Für Elise, and graceful scales My lonely piano loved the scales [Interlude 1] Major scale, tickle the ivory A, B, C-sharp, D, E, F-sharp, G, A, G, F-sharp, E, D, C-sharp, B, A Minor scale, hear the emotion A, B, C, D, E, F, G, A, G, F, E, D, C, B, A [Verse 3] My lonely piano loved those days And now no one wants to play They want to hear the horrible sound Just dissonance and reckless pounds My lonely piano longs for the days When laughter danced around the place Keys rang bright and hands would fly Now the sounds are a pitiful cry [Chorus] Yet, in the silence it hums alone Still dreaming of hands that call it home [Outro] Once voices sang and fingers soared Now sweet music is heard no more They pound, they strike, and walk away It longs for songs so eloquently played [Interlude 2] E, D-sharp, E, D-sharp, E, B, D, C, A C, E, A, E, D-sharp, E, D-sharp, E, B, D, C, A [Chorus] Yet, in the silence it hums alone Still dreaming of hands that call it home [Outro] My lonely piano plays out of tune When kids bang the keys like irate baboons Maybe one day a child will play Beautiful scales on a sweet Sunday
