I heard a soft guitar play through my inner pain
I drifted on a cloud of white and dreamed again
I wished for someone else to call and make my day
I heard that soft guitar that chased my blues away
It whispered soulful messages and teased my heart
Arrangements I'd not heard before, were worlds apart
And soothed by all the notes it played, I soldiered on
I heard that soft guitar until the hurt had gone
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