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The woman in my dreams
Too beautiful to touch
And I'm afraid to speak
I may say too much
And I'll begin to plead
And I'll begin to pray
And show the fool I am
And she'll just run away
I turn to my guitar
And touch her silver strings
O the more I hurt
The prettier she sings
I live on the earth
And love is on a star
And if I can't have love
I turn to my guitar
The lovers from my past
Have vanished in the wind
But they come to my room
To see me now and then
They kiss me on the cheek
And they tell me "Please don't cry"
They say they love me still
And then they say goodbye
I turn to my guitar
And touch her silver strings
O the more I hurt
The prettier she sings
I live on the earth
And love is on a star
And if I can't have love
I turn to my guitar
You hold me to the fire
And read me like a book
I'm older than I act
Younger than I look
And knowing me so well
No, it's no surprise
To see it isn't love
But pity in your eyes
I turn to my guitar
And touch her silver strings
O the more I hurt
The prettier she sings
I live on the earth
And love is on a star
And if I can't have love
I turn to my guitar
And if I can't have love
Then I'll turn to my guitar |
