All I had was my songs and this guitar Until one day you passed by me. You stood there, wind blowing in your hair I couldn’t help but drown in your gaze and stare
A dream that seemed back then so far- is coming to sweep you off your feet My Dalia I know you hear my heart- You didn’t just come to ask for a song I just made you smile, didn’t I? You came to see yourself in my eyes- I don’t mind the lies from your lips The smiles you hide each time I look your way give you away as I continue to play my guitar Guitar lessons with you were a debonaire and a chance to have you close my star! Why do your emerald eyes have to char a soul like mine when all we want is to never be afar! Take my hand I’m singing in this fanfare to tell you that you are my Emerald guitar Whom I long to hold, kiss and adore Oh how I love you Dalia this I hereby declare!
I embraced you like a guitar. I made you sing, then smashed you before thousands of screaming fans. who knew this would happen? between the player and the played somebody is being used; and I can’t tell if it was
My Guitar Weeps My tired Fingers Strum The strings…. Crazy twangs Wild jingle… A sad song My guitar weeps The heaviness Of my lonely Heart…. The heart is wounded It bleeds The blood clots Into touching Words… A song is
The wind on high blows and branches bow on the tallest of trees and together they lean in shades of the brightest greens, walk with me along the high heath and gather flowers that spray all around your knees as