The Magical Guitar

When guitar I play,
I use to say.
The reason you gave,
My life I have.


I couldn't talk to you,
And that was true.
Still I talk,
With the magic I walk.

Yes you are right,
That's the help of a might.
With the heart of divine,
You are only mine.


Lets play the song,
The song you like.
When you play it wrong,
The time I like.


When you play it wrong,
I touch your arm.
With the happiness among,
That gives me charm.


I am happy with my life,
And the reason to smile.
My guitar bought back,
That brings back smile.