Guitar Girl

Guitar Girl

 

She plays guitar 

She writes songs

She lives not far

And I could stay there all day long

 

She ties back her hair

And hides her insecurities 

But my knees I would rub bare

Praying to the goddess she is

 

That girl is my Roman Empire

My mind she consumes

She cools down the hell fire

And brings me back from doom

 

I could listen to her play,

Play that guitar forever

A certain calm arises

And I'd be lying if I said I didn't love her

 

Her smile warms my soul 

Her eyes melt my heart 

Her love costs no toll

I love that guitar girl

I think I always will

That sweet girl I love

And my tired heart can rest

 

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