a red guitar

A little girl a face of jade
shes a love that music likes to play
her song picked out in but silent space
just a red guitar plays out her ways.

A piece of ribbon all tied up in bows
her eyes just look up as if she knows
that shes loved til' a fake flower dies
that shes loved when she breaks n' cries.

Shes kept close to a heart
and shes worth more than a midnight star.

Perfect curles is where he got it from
she grew up and he slid it on
a bow wrapped around her finger
there to keep
to keep
forever.

Shes a love that music likes to play
her song picked out in but silent space
just a red guitar picking out her ways.

To forget everything in the world to be
to forget everything in the world to see
to lay on his chest
and fall asleep
just listening to
his heart beat.

Her eyes look up as if she knows
that shes loved as far as forever goes
that shes kept close to a heart
and shes worth more than a midnight star.

his promise kept
he kept his promise
for precious curls to tie a bow
for a little girl of a face of jade
shes his love that music likes to play
her song picked out in but silent space
just a red guitar plays out her ways...