you ve always been bashful you re just that way but your eyes are like billboards they give you away your mouth is a trumpet somebody else plays long after the notes gone the tone usually stays and your chest a fine pillow with lining of feather your hair is a family with strands stick together fingers are keys from the grandest piano played by a line that the lord only knew a tongue of an angel floats in red wine saliva your teeth ravel porclein made by masters in china your face can t be captured by pictures or words and your voice is a music that i ve never heard and your skin is a cream dipped out beyond measure your nose is a pink color touched by the weather your fingers are keys from the grandest piano played by a soul that the lord only knows ooh 