jared feinman – 88 lyrics
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i’m out here in boston playing the piano
half+past five outside all on my own
no job not a clue, scared of getting old
how do i get home
i want to know
what’s the use of growing old alone
i’m out here in boston playing the piano
let the perfect girl get away last night
i guess my fate’s just sealed in black and white
how do i get home
i want to know
what’s the use of growing old alone
i don’t know
how much music is left in this soul
but i got my piano
my piano
my piano
all the people watching time is going so slow
i just want to fly can’t live a life with any more lies
is it my time to go
so i’m crying and sighing
at my piano
my piano
my piano
my piano
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