Текст песни Measures And Scales

He plays piano in a jazz band
And I love him for the man that he could be
I asked him "If I let you, would you play me?"
And delighted as he tickled every key

And he could feel the ivory skin beneath his fingertips
And I would watch the notes fall one by one from his lips
And he could snap his fingers to the beat
Of my heart, but he couldn't feel the heat

And I want to be like lovers in an old romantic song
Where the music fades away before the love it can go wrong
But I am just a dreamer wearing sensible shoes
And I still dream in color even though I sing the blues

And he is playing scales up and down me
As we sing our tales of hope in perfect harmonyJill Barber - Measures And Scales - http://ru.motolyrics.com/jill-barber/measures-and-scales-lyrics.html
And measure out our love like the length of a song but,
It disappears somewhere when the music is gone

Every song ever written has a final note
And I sign my name below every letter that I wrote
And lovers who part give a final kiss
Now I know it's not the player but the music that I miss

He plays piano in a jazz band
And I love him for the man that he could be
I asked him "If I let you, would you play me?"
A song that will play forever on

Oh, but I am just a dreamer wearing sensible shoes
And I still dream in color even though I sing the blues
And I want to be like lovers in an old romantic song
Where the music fades away becfore the love it can go wrong