I Love a Piano

Now, I found, that the world is round
and of course it rains everyday.
Living tomorrow, where in the world will I be tomorrow?
How far am I able to see?
Or am I needed here?
If I remember all of the things I have done,
I’d remember all of the times I’ve gone wrong.
Why do they keep me here?
And (chorus…)
And (chorus…)
And (chorus…)