Tomorrow is exam I want to study

He understands it is important for me

To keep himself busy and let me study

He plays the piano it disturbs me

 

I hold my books more tight

Ignore him let him live his life

He plays it louder I sit tight

All this happens often in my life

 

I want to stay and want to go

To the sweet song that he plays

And perhaps another place to go

Valley where my beloved plays

 

Books seem boring dad plays long

I wish I could fly in any direction

My to-do list is still very long

I feel stuck with this single direction

 

But then he stops like a game lost

The sweet song that I could not know

This way there were many things lost

In my life which I cannot know