unplayed pianos are often by a window in a room where nobody loved goes

come and see me 

sing me to sleep 

come and free me 

or hold me if i need to weep 

or maybe it's not the season 

or maybe it's not the year 

or maybe there's no good reason 

why i'm locked up inside 

just cause they wanna hide me 

the moon goes bright 

the darker they make my night