I strum Pawn Shop Blues
on my guitar
An ode to you
A longing
A calling
Hoping the sounds
of the soft chords
Float up to the moon
And fall back to the Earth
Right in front of you

I wish I could transform into a dove
Just so I could watch down on you from above
My eyes full of pure love
But you are so far gone

I don't even know where to start looking
for you

Speak to me through the radio
I always have it turned on
And I will always be listening  

I am afraid to step into the future
I am afraid it will never be as golden
As when we lied down in the grass together
I'm scared I'll never find any love even close to yours
Not now or ever