This song is so good, on so many levels. Give it a listen here.
By David Phelps, lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.
A handful of dust a worthless piece of clay / And you breathed the breath of heaven / Then there was a soul / The heart, the hands, the voice that could sing of your perfection
Life is a symphony that only you can play / You know I can hear it through the madness everyday
Virtuoso / This heart is your instrument / This life is your song / Virtuoso
There isn’t a note of mediocrity / In all of your creation and all the beauty / We create with human hands is only imitation / Thunder crashes, waves crescendo on the sand / The wind that’s whispering can only be your hand
A timeless melody of beauty and emotion / Perfect harmony inspiring true devotion / No one else can play it’s chords so graceful yet so strong / You made the instrument and wrote the song / Virtuoso
This heart is your instrument
This life is your song
[You are] Virtuoso