Joaquin Finn

Elton John

The piano man plays,
A lump forms in my throat,
My eyes sting,
He's a rocket man,
And it's going to be a long long time.

You sing on with memories of childhood,
I sing on with memories of mine,
I can't listen to Daniel ,
Or I think for sure I will cry .

You were just a kid once ,
A dreamer like me ,
Music was your life,
Then you became someone's wife .

You hide your tears.
You're not unhappy
You're just growing old .

I notice some times how you're afraid of me ,
Of what I have become ,
You look at me and explain you like the name Levon.

But it looks like Daniel ,
Must be the clouds in my mothers eyes .

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