One sunday morning
there was something in the air
my fear grew stronger
and she wasn't there.
she left a note
on the kitchen table
telling me how
I wasn't quite her fable.
went back to bed
thought about the angel
walking out on me
bringing me down on my knees
and then I saw it
in the corner of my room
the old six-string
I played to score her heart
and I rocked on rolling
playing songs of former times
that I played in school
with my friends of rock and rhymes
as I played along to
the feelings in my heart
crazy thoughts of mine
were searching my soul
I thought of whether
she'd ever come back
thinking if i'd ever
just could forget
and then I saw it
in the corner of my room
the old six-string
I played to score her heart
and I rocked on rolling
playing songs of former times
that I played in school
with my friends of rock and rhymes
I thougth about the times
that we spent together
there were good ones
but also stormy weather
I faced the fact
that this might be a good end
and starting over might
give me a better friend
and then I saw it
in the corner of my room
the old six-string
I played to score her heart
and I rocked on rolling
playing songs of former times
that I played in school
with my friends of rock and rhymes
and then I saw it
in the corner of my room
the old six-string
I played to score her heart
and I rocked on rolling
playing songs of former times
that I played in school
with my friends of rock and rhymes