Skidmarks on My Heart
(Bernard Edwards/Nile Rodgers)
Love is called
My old piano
I have a ball
With my old piano
My baby entertains
The real life of my parties
But still retains
In all the dignity
His international style
Exudes an air of royalties
His eighty eight key smile
Is so pleasant to see
Love is called
My old piano
I have a ball
With my old piano
My old keyboard
Won't stand for a corner
He demands the middle of the room
Your heart disolves
While he tips you so gracefully
'Till you're involved
In a babygrand affair
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Love is called
My old piano
I have a ball
With my old piano
My baby entertains
The real life of my parties
But still retains
In all the dignity
His international style
Exudes an air of royalties
His eighty eight key smile
Is so pleasant to see
Love is called
My old piano
I have a ball
With my old piano
My old keyboard
Won't stand for a corner
He demands the middle of the room
Your heart disolves
While he tips you so gracefully
'Till you're involved
In a babygrand affair
L
Secrets In Your Heart
I'm running out the door
I feel so tied down
I'm walking on quicksand
I want solid ground
I don't feel alive
I must be halfway dead
Sooner or later you'd find out
What's really in my head
Secrets in your heart
You keep them to yourself
You hold on until it's too late
We had our eyes open
We had the best of plans
But people change
Because people can
One or the other gets restless
And hears the wild wind call
One picks up the pieces
While the glass house falls
Secrets in your heart
You keep them to yourself
You hold on until it's too late
If I say I'm sorry
Would that be enough
I admit I failed
At being tough enough
I wish I was truthful
I wish I was brave
Wish I wasn't turning
And running away
Secrets in your heart
You keep them to yourself
You hold on until it's too late