| No one knows me like the piano in my mother’s home
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| You would show me I have something, some people call a soul
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| And you drop-topped the sky, oh you arrived when I was three years old
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| No one knows me like the piano in my mother’s home
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| You know I left, I flew the nest
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| And you know I won’t be long
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| And in my chest you know me best
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| And you know I’ll be back home
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| An angel by her side, all the times I knew we couldn’t cope
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| They said that it’s her time, no tears in sight, I kept the feelings close
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| And you took hold of me and never, never, never let me go
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| Cause no one knows me like the piano in my mother’s home
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| (In my mother’s home) |