Your Guitar

Your Guitar M: If I was your guitar, what would you do? Would your hands be all over me? What kind of song would you play? What would those words have to say? Would it be happy, would it be real? Would it be all of the sadness you feel? Would it be romance, just me and you? If I was your instrument, what would you do? I want to dance with you, but maybe, for now, this will have to do. A: I would tear up the chords, I would shred through the notes, Start raging about how I love you, too much, shout how I don't want to sing about love, but shiver at every note, every touch. I would beat on your skin. I’d bite on your bones. Invite you to share, for this time, the same tone. And I’ll spit you out of my mind, if i can Let go of the music, be my own again. I want to dance with you, but maybe, for now, this will have to do. M And there I would be, cause I love you too much, Singing the sound of your passionate touch. Breaking apart and made whole again. Where there's a start, there is also an end. As the notes i am singing are caressing your voice, We've turned grey into color, we've made music from noise. I want to dance with you, but maybe, for now, this will have to do. --- Lyrics by Avi and the Leisetreter