There’s a railing by the steps which you often ignore
As you guide your little body from floor to floor
And you hear my music and you ask for more
Dancing like a spirit through the open door

There’s a feeling to the keys smiling white and black
That you play from the bench with a special knack
And you won’t play long but you’ll soon be back
Sounding out the rhythm of your heart

With practice you will fly with ease like a bird
There are songs and poems to be heard
You are not the kind to sit and rest
You will soar beyond your happy nest

There’s a beater for the drum that the natives made
As they dreamed of the rhythm
And the hand that would play
When you hold that stick and the beat is laid
We are filled with the music that will never fade
We are filled with the music that will never fade

You will fly with ease like a bird
There are songs and poems to be heard
You are not the kind to sit and rest
You will soar beyond...

There’s a railing by the steps which you often ignore
As you guide your little body from floor to floor
And you hear my music and you ask for more
Dancing like a spirit through the open door

Dancing like a spirit through the open door