Guitar Player


I lay here watching
As you play guitar
Your hair gleams
In the rising sun

The notes flow into the corners of the room
I note that familliar sensation in my soul
Before too long, I fall in love again
My hearts desires drip with every note

I love the way the morning light glows
It seems to create a new atmosphere
An alien world to most people
The world turns and still I hear you

The sun never sees me right below
It's because I am sleeping
I can dream about the things I love
As the end of another note fades