Nothing that has me trapped, br In memories passed is coming back! br No thrill I will upon myself... br Comes to repeat. br Like soft keys on a piano played! br br And although I may mellow with age, br Like a fine wine... br No amount of it I drink, br Dances in my mind to comfort or soothe br The reality of you not being near br With me now! br I am hungover with too much hope! br Doped up, br With a love I can't let go! br And I'm paying too much of a price, br Trying to drink you here into my life again! br br 'Once more... br Play for me Frederic! br I am in a prelude in e-minor mood. br Play until this opus leaves my scope! 'br br Lawrence S.