Love Song 2

January 7, 2013 § Leave a comment

I most likely will never be famous.

No one will ever read my thoughts.

Still I want to daily win your heart as I open mine.

Let me rock, let me bash a guitar.

Let me sing my lungs out.

Let the song flow from inside.

Even if I never play a single note.

Even if the chords have long gone broke.

Let me hum a heartfelt tune.

Let my world be rocked by you.

I will hold my Abbey Road sessions

and serenade my audience of one.

I will record my Abbey Road sessions

and remind our love to us two.

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