I’m stuck inside, with nothing to do,
But then I see the piano and some music notes, too.
Before you know it, I’m sitting down,
And my fingers are dancing, around and around.
My fingers tumble over the keys
And my hands go wherever they please.
The notes sing high and low.
I can hardly keep track of where they go.
Soon the song ends, and then
I start to do it all over again.