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Piper at the Gate (If)
by Chris Sorrenti
If I can’t be with you little blackbird
then I’ll write out my affection for all eternity
And if I can’t run my fingers through your long brown hair
then I’ll hold you tenderly in my deepest daydreams
I will play a weeping guitar beneath your proverbial balcony
if only to serenade you in wistful songs of love
© 1986
Revised © 2017
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08/18/2017 Posted on 08/18/2017
Copyright © 2025 Chris Sorrenti
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