Play on and on

Music is all over me, inside and out. Hug me very tight until i'm breathless and a music note will come out. With music i make sense. I've got rhythm, i've got melody, i've got lyrics or not, i've got it all. Music is the voice of Truth that i can hear everywhere. Music makes me move, makes me stop, makes me dream, makes me come to reality, makes me sleep, makes me see again. Take all my money, but please, leave the music.


Trilha sonora: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=clOlc5Xq47I&feature=related