Four years ago at that bar in Brooklyn
You were singing along to Carole King
I said: That's the first song I ever learned how to play
And you laughed, you didn't say anything
So I said I'd love to play it with you sometime
And you said: Okay, piano guy
What I wouldn't give to sing it with you one more time

That first night on Franklin in our empty apartment
Just a piano that was so outta tune
We drank wine outta coffee cups, watched movies on a laptop
And ate pad thai like finger food
You insisted I played and you danced 'round the place
Did cartwheels in the kitchen with that smile on your face
We didn't know what would happen, but it could all be okay
If you just kept dancing and I just kept playing

Na-na-na-na-na
Na-na-na-na-na-na-na
Na-na-na-na-na

Standing on the edge of my dreams
In a room built for basketball teams
Everyone singing along, but in my head
It's just you and the piano and me
Right then, did you already know?
You were living a life you were meant to outgrow
Dimming your light to leave room for the nights
Being mine made you less of your own

Last night alone at your grandparents' place
Drinking wine out of glasses from their wedding day
Moon prints in my palms from holding on too strong
To a moment that's probably already gone
I'd love to be wrong for as long as I can
Stare at your baby pictures on their baby grand
You sing You've Got a Friend, I don't want it to end
So I play the wrong chords to hear the chorus again
Can you just keep dancing the way that you do?
And I'll just keep playing and looking at you
Can you sing it to me one more time?
Can I always be your piano guy?
Can I always be your piano guy?
Can I always be your piano guy?

Mm, mm
Mm, mm