My Guitar
My guitar is calling out my name
Inside my room on a rainy day, rainy day
Her sweet touch from it to me
Sends me into tranquility
And she's always there
Waiting for me
Her strings vibrate impatiently
But when I'm home
She will bestow
A need like sex to be with me
I run my fingers along her neck
And play her rough or play her kind
For she knows that I
Will always have the time
For our love
Stems from seven years
In which we came to be
And without her now
We'd both be down
In clear insanity
Inside my room on a rainy day, rainy day
Her sweet touch from it to me
Sends me into tranquility
And she's always there
Waiting for me
Her strings vibrate impatiently
But when I'm home
She will bestow
A need like sex to be with me
I run my fingers along her neck
And play her rough or play her kind
For she knows that I
Will always have the time
For our love
Stems from seven years
In which we came to be
And without her now
We'd both be down
In clear insanity
Credits
Writer(s): Daniel Kaufman
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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